Over the past 5 or 6 years, I became better acquainted with my wife’s cousin. Her name was Nora. I knew her for many years, but did not know her well. She lived in a small town that was a bit far from anywhere we have lived. I did see her from time to time, though, and knew who she was, I just did not know her very well.
Maybe 5 or 6 years ago, Nora started needing kidney dialysis. I never really knew that she had diabetes, like I had, until the time came when her kidneys were in such bad shape that she needed dialysis. She would travel about 2 hours to the City where we live, Davao City, to have her dialysis treatments. She would have to come here at least once per week for the treatment, sometimes more often.
During her visits to Davao City, we made our home open to her. We always offered her and her husband (and any other family who came along) food, a place to rest or whatever they needed. Nora did not really show much in the way of symptoms of diabetes when she first started coming to Davao. She appeared to be in good health, although the need for dialysis was certainly a sign that not all was good for her.
As the years passed, her need for dialysis increased and we saw more and more of her.
I particularly remember one time when I found out that she was in the hospital here in Davao. It so happened that another close friend of ours was also hospitalized in the same hospital, and by chance his room was right next door to Nora’s. So, we went to visit both of them at the hospital. That is when panic set in for me.
When we saw Nora she was in her hospital bed, but she sat up to talk with us, and her legs were hanging off the side of the bed. I happened to notice her feet and I was shocked! Her feet, and even up the legs, were BLACK. Like it was rotten. I never knew that Nora was like this, and it sent shock waves through my body.
I had been diabetic for more than 20 years at the time that I saw Nora’s feet and legs. I had not suffered anything like what I had seen with Nora, although I had really let my diabetes go way out of control and I was not very concerned about it. But, in the past couple years, before Nora came into the picture for me, I had started trying to take care of my diabetes. Seeing those black rotting feet and legs flipped a switch in me, though. I knew that I did not want that, and I had to do something about it to make sure it did not happen to me.
Shortly after we saw the feet and found out how bad Nora’s diabetes was, Nora had one of her feet amputated. Not long after that, the other foot, and part of her leg was amputated. Frankly, not very long later, Nora died. She died from diabetes. This really reinforced me drive to control diabetes.
Fact is, though, I did not “control” diabetes. I went further. As I studied and learned more and more about diabetes, I found out that the disease is not chronic, in fact it can be reversed. I started following Dr. Jason Fung. In my opinion, Dr. Fung (from Canada) is probably one of the world’s leading experts in the area of reversal of Type 2 Diabetes. When I started following his recommendations, my diabetes did not come under control.. no, even better, it WENT AWAY! Yep, after 25 years of being diabetic, the disease was reversed. The vast majority of doctors will tell you that it is impossible to reverse diabetes, but it is not.
Finding Doctor Fung and following his recommendations was literally a LIFE SAVER for me!
One of the things I wish most is that I could have learned about Dr. Fung and his ways before Nora died, not after.
RIP Nora. All I can say is thank you for the push that you (unknowingly) gave me to fix my own health. I only wish you had a chance to do the same. Nora did not know it, but she was a big push toward saving my own life.
If you are interested in reversing your own diabetes, or helping a friend or family member, you really need to read this article from Dr. Fung: