In that week my life changed, a doctor called me out on not taking care of myself and my diabetes. I had my first A1C test in almost ten years and it came in at 14.4. I had ruined Valentine's Day for Leanne and was I was angry with myself and the entire situation. I was depressed and fearing for my life after a doctor told me "You shouldn't be alive"
"You shouldn't be alive" is something I say or think to myself each and everyday, before each and every race I have competed in I say those words to myself. For years that has motivated me to be a better person and athlete. It has worked, yes I might be living in the past but it motivates me to do the best that I can each and everyday.
For years I was angry at the doctor for saying this to me. As time has gone on I have learned to forgive the doctor but I still dislike him. He was honest but to say I should be dead hurt, every race that I'm in I look at the scar that is just above my right elbow. I see that scar and think to myself that the pain I'm feeling is nothing compared to the pain I felt sitting in Rhode Island hospital.