Environmental Healing and Type 2 Diabetes — The Journey My journey with type 2 diabetes began more than 32 years ago. I was not yet 40 — younger than the screening age recommended at the time — and I had no real understanding of what diabetes was. Yes, I had the gene: my grandmother was diagnosed at 85. And looking back, I likely had insulin resistance since childhood. But it was my busy, stressful lifestyle that finally triggered it. I remember the moment clearly. My A1c was 5.9, but my random glucose was 26 mmol/L (about 468 mg/dl). My vision was blurry. I had lost almost 45 pounds in a few weeks. I went from feeling like Superman to feeling like a shadow of myself. I was fortunate to have a dedicated family physician who immediately referred me to an exceptional endocrinologist, Dr. Haggis (now retired). Her professionalism — and her mastery of motivational interviewing, a skill still missing in much of...