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Eight months ago I started insulin therapy for treatment of my diabetes. I really hated the thought of sticking myself with a needle every day for the rest of my life. Now, with the addition of yet another drug to my daily medications, I am up to three shots a day.

I often feel like a pincushion and look like I came out the looser in a boxing match. Sometimes I get down in the dumps about the whole thing and feel as if nothing is ever going to be right again.

Then there are those moments when things seem to take a turn for the better. I had one of those last week when I went for my regular checkup.

My doctor came in carrying my chart and asked me what in the world I had been doing. My heart plummeted and I was expecting the worse.

He waved the papers he was carrying at me and finished his query with, “because your glucose levels have really dropped. These results are half of what they were last time.”

Then he grinned and said, “I think I get bragging rights for this!”

My sigh of relief was probably audible clear out in the waiting room.

With the upcoming holidays temptation will be everywhere. My next checkup is in January, and I hope that my doctor will still have bragging rights.

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