Turning my Mess into a Message
In August 2017, in the middle of the night at the Mount Sinaï Hospital in NYC, the doctor finally came in with the results: “the good news is that it wasn’t a heart attack, but the not so good news is that we found a few other things; (…) you need to drastically change your life”, adding that as a first step I should earnestly exercise for an hour a day. I already had been diagnosed with Diabetes 2 for 8 years and injecting insulin for 5 years, gradually adding cardiovascular medication to my growing list of medications. Since this confronting conversation, I started a difficult and often confusing process to change from the always-tired grumpy old woman I had been for so long, into the energetic feeling-10-years-younger I am today, no longer using insulin while reducing all other medication. I count myself very fortunate and privileged to have been given this chance, and having received so much support from both my husband as...