MCgunner
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I didn't go this year. I've been quite unsteady on my feet in the last 9 months or so and lacked energy. Walking in the marsh that is the WMA I hunt is tough enough on a healthy young man. I figured I was just getting old and would have to give up the ducks. My grandpa gave up deer and all hunting when he was my age.
So, I recently found out WHY these things were happening to me. I collapsed in church Sunday, my legs just gave out and I was quite helpless on the floor. If I'd done that in the marsh, I'd have been quite dead by now. The gators or the hogs would have finished me off. Well, in the ambulance I saw that my blood pressure was 85 over 30. THAT got me worried. Turns out my blood sugar was nearly 500. I have another condition that complicated things, too, that I've been fighting for 20 years, but I've never been a diabetic until now. No time like the present I suppose.
So, I've already been getting stronger through exercise, my walks in the woods which I can do again. I've had to modify my diet a bit, no more potatoes or at least not as much, same for white rice, etc. And forget sweets. Gone are my late night cereal treats.
I have been working in the garden and getting my heart rate up, huffing and puffing, but able to do the work. My current goal is to once again swing my Mossberg in my beloved marsh again, see the sun rise over the water and the early teal come whistling in. We'll see how that goes, I suppose. At this point, I just thank God I'm alive.
So, I recently found out WHY these things were happening to me. I collapsed in church Sunday, my legs just gave out and I was quite helpless on the floor. If I'd done that in the marsh, I'd have been quite dead by now. The gators or the hogs would have finished me off. Well, in the ambulance I saw that my blood pressure was 85 over 30. THAT got me worried. Turns out my blood sugar was nearly 500. I have another condition that complicated things, too, that I've been fighting for 20 years, but I've never been a diabetic until now. No time like the present I suppose.
So, I've already been getting stronger through exercise, my walks in the woods which I can do again. I've had to modify my diet a bit, no more potatoes or at least not as much, same for white rice, etc. And forget sweets. Gone are my late night cereal treats.
I have been working in the garden and getting my heart rate up, huffing and puffing, but able to do the work. My current goal is to once again swing my Mossberg in my beloved marsh again, see the sun rise over the water and the early teal come whistling in. We'll see how that goes, I suppose. At this point, I just thank God I'm alive.