K is for kicking.
I'm not referring to kicking a person. I'm referring to me kicking and screaming. No, not a temper tantrum. I'm not going to roll over and play dead because the doctor gave me a horrendous diagnosis. I'm going to do everything in my power to correct this problem.
I'm kicking up my walking and swimming. Exercise is good. I'm learning to really relax and let my mind take over some of the healing. We all know the mind is powerful. I'm doing my best to figure out what I am eating to screw up my blood sugars. Not that my diet has changed, from the past five years.
I'm learning to cook creatively so, I don't get into a food rut. I also know the foods I can eat without having an allergic reaction so am focusing on them.
Me, give up?? Me, roll over and just die??? Not likely. I'm going to hold on for as long as I can and go out kicking and screaming. You with me?