Some of you may have noticed I was gone for a few weeks.

I was feeling increasingly exhausted for reasons I didn't know why. I was sleeping as much as I usually do, eating regularly even differently and specifically. However I was declining to the point that I was having trouble breathing. So I went to the clinic to get checked. They told me they didn't have the right equipment and I had to go to the hospital.

After arriving and answering questions I lost consciousness. It turns out making the choice to seek help was the smart thing to do, because I stopped breathing. I was put on a ventilator right away. Most people put on one do not survive. I am extremely lucky it happened where I was.

However, if it wasn't for my mother who is a former nurse, they wouldn't have been able to find out what was wrong with me. I was a mess. She was persistent with them and went through all the symptoms I had. It turns out I have diabetes 2. My blood sugar was so high that it was going to kill me. Yes, something as simple as consuming too much sugar can do this. Sugar is in almost everything and it took this long for it to finally effect me.

Diabetes is something that most people don't even know they have. Some just find out after a doctor visit with blood work. Even the healthiest of people.


I won't go into specifics about the full hospital visit this time. I did have to go through some physical therapy and various other testing. I have been out of the hospital for almost two weeks and will still need time recovering. I'll be okay. I recover fast it seems. I will have to change the what I eat and I can return to normal. It will take discipline and a stable routine.


I am in the clear and already on my way back. I'll just be pacing myself and poking around. I hope you all are doing well and wish you all take care of yourself so you don't end up like what almost happened to me.