Our pantry got a remodel

Monday started like any other day. Zoë and I got up, ate breakfast, showered, dressed, and started in on our daily routines. Zoë went to the doctor’s for her past due checkup and I continued working. Then she came home and shared with me that she had to start taking a medication to control her blood sugar and needed to meet with a diabetes educator. Since I do most of the cooking, our doctor suggested I go with her. To be honest, neither one of us was surprised, well not totally. But there is this feeling when you actually hear those words – you have diabetes. I am grateful that Diabetes is something treatable. Less then 100 years ago, it wasn’t.
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