Facing Denial of Diabetes

Two years ago, I woke up with what I thought was a pimple on the right side of my neck. In two days that pimple burgeoned into a major infection. I was rushed to a hospital in Duluth, Minnesota to undergo two surgeries to remove the infection. That deadly “pimple” proved to be the convincing evidence of what I already knew – Type Two Diabetes.

Before the surgeries, which left a hole the size of a golf ball in my neck, I was in complete denial to having one of the most common health scourges facing American Indian people. I had all the diabetic signs, numbness in my feet, unquenchable thirst and constant urination. For a so-called educated man, I was foolish in ignoring my symptoms.

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