What does it feel like to be 57 years old? I guess the same as 56, except my back hurts a bit more. At least that’s the way it has felt these first three days of 57. I also think a message has finally sunk in—“I have diabetes.” My lifestyle needs to change to recognize this fact. Mostly I have only acknowledged my diabetes by taking the pills they give me; but pills are not enough. I really need to make a change in my diet, and exercise routine. If I could lose 20 pounds it would also make a difference—20 pounds now, then 20 more and then 20 more again. And finally 10 more after that, and I will be at a weight I can live with.
I took Tony to play tennis for my birthday. I just needs to do something similar every day. Sheri suggests gardening, and I think that is also a good idea. Walking around the park would also be nice.