Last
February my dear husband David made an appointment to see his doctor. He was having some digestive troubles that he
thought might be related to having his gall bladder removed. In
addition to prescribing some probiotics, the doctor also ordered a full blood
panel just to rule out any other potential issues. The good news- David’s cholesterol numbers
are fantastic! The bad news- his A1C
(measure of blood glucose control) was 7.1, placing him in the diabetic
range. Diabetes!!! Not the diagnosis we were expecting.
David’s
doctor instructed him to change his diet (1200 calories per day limit) and lose
a minimum of 20 pounds (25-30 would be even better) within the next 6
months. At that time, David would return
for a follow-up appointment and have more blood tests to check his
progress. Further treatment options
would be discussed at that time.
Wow! 1200 calories per day? My sweet man, who LOVES food, was being asked
to reduce his total daily calories to about one-third of his normal intake. No
small feat.
David
received the diagnosis on Fat Tuesday, the day before Ash Wednesday and the
beginning of Lent. We had planned quite
a feast for that evening, not knowing that life was about to radically change. When we sat down to dinner, David explained
what was happening to our girls. He
patiently answered all of their questions and was honest about how this had
taken him by surprise. They were pretty
shaken by the news. We all were. We had walked through many major health crises
with other people, but now this was happening to one of us!
During
this discussion, David told us that he was committed to doing whatever he had
to do to get healthy. No excuses. However, one issue lingered in our minds. There
is a significant family history of diabetes on the paternal side of his family
tree. Would diet control alone be enough
to reverse this? David said that he would
do all he could do and trust God for healing in the process. We girls committed to do whatever we could to
love and support him through this.
The next
day we cleaned out the pantry and fridge, setting a course to follow the new
diet guidelines. David began to meticulously measure food
portions and count calories. It was NOT
easy and it was NOT fun! But he quickly
began to lose weight, which was great motivation to keep going. He had such an amazing attitude in the midst
of the struggle.
A couple
of weeks ago, David went to his doctor for the six-month follow-up visit. After losing 27 pounds, David’s A1C was down
to 5.7, placing him within the normal range for blood glucose control. Hallelujah!!!
The diet control is working! The
doctor was very impressed that David actually followed his treatment
recommendations. He told the medical
student that was observing during the appointment that day that he wished all
of his patients would follow instructions and take control of their own health
the same way as David. Obedience really
does bring blessing! No medication is
required and David will return for annual visits to monitor his health. Double
Hallelujah!!!
Words can
hardly express just how proud I am of my husband. His faith and determination have inspired me
to make my own diet changes. Granted, I
have only lost 9 pounds as compared to his 27- 1 for his every 3- somehow this
hardly seems fair! But, it is what it is
and 9 pounds are better than nothing!
We
certainly haven’t arrived at the end of this journey. Now comes the challenge to maintain this
lifestyle change. During the times when
it is especially tough and temptation is all around, David often turns to me
and tells me that he is determined to be successful because he loves me. Because he wants to grow old with me and be
around to enjoy his kids, and grandkids, and great-grandkids. Oh,
how I love that man! And so we continue
on… one moment at a time…choosing life…together.
Wisdom will multiply your days and
add years to your life. Proverbs 9:11
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