denial

The results are in and while I am still a little shocked by the situation as a whole, the outcome is the best that it could have been, I guess. I have MILD fatty liver disease. Due to my sugars being high for to long, my liver has began to store fat instead of breaking it down and filtering it.

Diet and exercise, how often do you hear that. I am over weight and could stand to loose a few pounds, but come on I'm not just out right FAT. I am mad. Ok. There I said it, I am mad that I am diabetic, and now I am pissed about this liver crap. I am 27 years old. I have (for the most part) lived a pretty healthy life. I just don't know why certain people have certain things happened to them in their life. I know that hind sight is 20/20 and 5 years from now there might be something very important come out of all of this, but for now I want to be able to drink regular Dr. Pepper if I want to, and eat all the ice cream and snow cones in the summer that I want to.
On the other hand.
I WANT to be around to see my son get married and have kids, I WANT to be around to grow old with my husband and enjoy the retirement we are working so hard for now. I WANT to be on this earth for a long long time, so, I will make these changes. I am going to loose some weight, not because I think I need to, but because I have to. I have to many wonderful blessings in my life to sit here and be stubborn and let one more day pass living this unhealthy life style.

Things happen for a reason, this small incident in my life has happened for a reason, God brought me to it, and He is seeing my through it. From here on out I will not be in denial. I will face my health issues and get them under control even if that means being different. I joke with Ron that I am live living with at 70 year old. Really my grandma and I take like 3 of the same medication. BLAH. So, with all that said.
Hello, My name is Mindee ... I am a diabetic.