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Conditions?

Yes, it is 12:20-ish in the morning and here I am waiting for my 309 blood sugar reading to come down. I love pasta and tonight my parents treated us to the "Spaghetti Factory". Its great food, but it sure does a number on my blood sugars....especially with the delayed reaction.

So, I was thinking how much it sucks to have to stay up late and babysit this disease....no, lets not call it a disease...I hate that word...how about a condition? I have been realizing more and more that it seems everyone has their own "condition." Maybe its just a way to cope with the stress of having a life threatening d-word, but I really think its true.

Some people may have an addiction condition--like addiction to food, or exercising. Or maybe they have relationship conditions or career conditions or kid conditions or emotional conditions....or a fill-in-the-blank ______________ condition.

Whatever the case is, I know there are people out there with a lot more serious "conditions" than me. And while this is not some lame attempt at making myself feel better at someone else's expense...it is simply acknowledgement that we are all in this together. All the struggles, pain, stress, joy, happiness and friendship is all shared.

Sometimes we make our own conditions, and sometimes our conditions are unintended, unwanted or seemingly undeserved. But...we all have each other and we all have the privilege of helping each other cope and embrace the conditions we have been uniquely dealt.

Hopefully this blood sugar will go down soon, because I'm getting a little too philosophical for the middle of the night. ...oh wait, maybe this is just me, coping with my condition! Ha! Goodnight Everyone!

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