Reversing Diabetes


It was a cold morning in Toronto, the holidays were in the rearview mirror, 2015 was just a puppy. I waved the blood test requisition my doctor had given me last year and told my wife I was going for my blood test.

She admonished me. “You’ve just partied with your friends over the holidays, we’ve been out every day and you’ve been binging on all the wrong stuff…why don’t you wait a few days before going in for that test?”

Saner advice had never been given and saner advice had never been ignored. I skipped to the corner lab and presented my arm to be drained. Continue reading