Wendy Molloy

What can I say about myself? I'm part comic and activist. I'm also at times my own worst critic like when I should go to the gym but opt to stay indoors because, I just am not in the zone for working out...But lately, I have been kicking myself in the butt. I've had quite a few health scares, the most recent being diagnosed as "pre-diabetic" which completely blindsided me....imagine seeing a nutritionist and revamping your entire families diet and lifestyle so drastically, that a diagnosis like this...just leaves you flat. My dad is a diabetic and has been for over 4o years easy...and insulin dependent too. I was 10 years old when I came home from school one day and found him unresponsive at the top of the stairs to our house....I thought he was dead! It traumatized me for life....He was in a diabetic coma for 10 days....and then he was back home as if nothing happened. So , When the doc said "You are pre-diabetic." I cried and started yelling. Yes, I lost my shit, people. How could I not? I have been dieting and exercising for 4 months on my own to get healthy and I quit smoking almost a year ago and I take all my vitamins and meds religiously....cue song: How could this happen to me....But I digress....I couldn't fathom how this even came about and I was fuming angry about it...especially when I was given a blood glucose monitor! Oh joy! the last thing I wanted was to sew my arms and fingers up with a stick test. My fingers were all used up so I started sticking myself in the wrist...and I got so used to it...after one day, It didn't even faze me...I was testing about 3-4 times a day, people! And my levels were fine...It came to my attention that my blood glucose readings could have been a fluke and due to "emotional" reasons....ie: If I'm stressed, worried, angry or the like...my blood sugar readings will read high...as an experiment, I tried winding down alot....and my levels were NORMAL.