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“You Can Outeat Any Medication”

“You Can Outeat Any Medication”

“You can outeat any medication.” What an interesting statement. I heard it back a few years ago and never forgot it. With the holidays coming, it’s a good thought to keep in mind.

The first 9 years of my diabetic journey did not include medication. It did not include fad diets. It did not include any diet for that matter. It did include healthy eating. It eventually did include exercise (I resisted that one). At that time, I heard the above statement but it really didn’t apply to me. The first year of my diabetes journey was gestational. I was very fortunate, I needed no medication during the pregnancy. I believed the healthcare providers when at that time I was told I’d be fine in the future, don’t worry about diabetes, just enjoy your baby. While I knew that wasn’t quite true, I chose to believe it. Ten years later, almost to the day, I found out I now had type 2. After I came to terms with it, I got on board pretty fast. For the 8 years that followed, I needed no meds. I managed my diabetes by eating healthy and exercise. I lost weight. I felt very good and very proud of myself.

Medication cannot do it all

Life changed a bit, I got older, and the time came to need meds. Diabetes is progressive and I knew that. Despite my best efforts, I couldn’t do it alone anymore. What came next was the trial and error with which meds would help to bring my blood sugars into line. I felt like a failure at first. I eventually came to terms with that. I knew if I continued to pay attention to my lifestyle I could keep the progression minimal along with the meds. Finally finding medication that was helping, I got into a state of mind that the meds could do it all. I could eat like my friends and family. I didn’t really need exercise because, heck, I’m on meds now. That was a very slippery slope. So the phrase “you can outeat any med” became part of my reality. I ate whatever I chose to. I gained back some weight I had lost and maintained. I blamed a lot of it on the type of med I was on. “That one didn’t work for me because…” was part of my vocabulary. The reality was, I wasn’t living up to my end. The medication can only do so much. I still have a role to play. Oh how I wish I didn’t have a role, but I do. I see the medication now as part of my foundation that my house is built on. It assists me to continue to do all the good things I was doing but my diabetes is still a house of cards. If the foundation of the house isn’t there, the house will collapse. My foundation is my part, eating healthy and getting exercise. The medication supports my foundation.

I’d love to say that I am disciplined enough to not outeat my meds 100% of the time but I’m not. As long as I remember that phrase I know I can get back on track and that’s important. I’m not a failure because I need more to support my foundation.

If I can offer two pieces of advice: do what you can until you can’t do it all alone. Then try not to outeat your meds.

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  • Thomas A McAtee Jr. moderator
    8 months ago

    Very good point. Also the point that it is progressive as well.

  • Shelley, TheLongPointGirl moderator author
    8 months ago

    Hi Riddler. Thank you. Appreciate your thoughts.

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