When my parents were up last Friday/Saturday, Mom told me that she was diagnosed with Type 2 Diabetes.
My mom!
I know it’s not a death sentence or anything, but it’s hard to see the one person who you could count on for anything, was a pillar of strength and devotion to me at my lowest points and my greatest champion at my highest being sick. Outwardly, she looks fine and she’s in good spirits about it – but she’s sick. It’s making me face once again the fact that my parents are getting older and that someday they’re not going to be around. The first real time was when Dad was in the hospital with chest pains and had three stents put into the arteries of his heart in February 2004.
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