Bitter Sugar

By Sanchit Sanyal

Diabetes?a hereditary disease?can affect families over many generations. Occurrences can often be compounded by unhealthy dietary and lifestyle choices. In this first part of this book, I have described the struggles I have faced with diabetes in my family. Both my grandfathers, and my father, were diagnosed with diabetes before I was even a year old. The disease spans at least two generations in my family, maybe more. Through research into the prevalence, symptoms and preventative measures relevant to the disease, I hope to prevent the continuation of this cycle.
I conducted survey-based research to discern the prevalence of diabetes and discuss implications, comparing my own data to data obtained from the CDC to determine validity. Lastly, I provided ways of identifying the disease through common symptoms, as an early diagnosis can make regulation easier, and provided habits that are conducive to the prevention of diabetes.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Nov 6, 2019
• ISBN: 9781796067132

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Rev. date: 10/22/2019

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CONTENTS

Chapter 1  The Comfort of Ice-Cream

Chapter 2  The Price Of It All

Chapter 3  With Love

Chapter 4  A Wake-Up Call

Chapter 5  Take Action

References

CHAPTER 1

The Comfort of Ice-Cream

It was an unbearably hot day… the hot gusts of air around us were ruthlessly oppressive, seemingly trying to suffocate anyone who dared take a breath, and the air manifested itself in those rippling figures as are typically the case when heat emanates from all facades of one’s surroundings. Anything exposed to the sun for any period of time had become scalding to the touch, such that people had become afraid to venture out in their cars. A parked car left out in the unforgiving sun would be transformed into a scorching, red-hot oven that could not be occupied by it’s owners until dusk. I could feel the nauseating heat envelop me, and then reflect off of me into the air. Without a doubt, noons during an Indian summer are sultry and sweltering.

I’m afraid that the hike is going to have to wait. I’m sorry that I picked the wrong day for us to go on this hike. Seems like I’ll have to look at the weather report next time, my father stated. I could see that his face had begun reddening, all thanks to the scorching heat.

No need to apologize! I would gladly skip the hike on such a warm day, I replied. Indeed, I did not want to end up hiking to who-knows-where in that unendurable heat. But more importantly, I did not want my father to feel guilty for planning the hike because I knew how stressed he had been at work and how much he had wanted to just take a break and just enjoy the tropical beauty that the Indian wilderness had to offer. Why don’t we just go back home and turn up the air conditioning?

Just then, my younger brother, Veer, exclaimed, I’m so thirsty! My throat is parching dry. I need some cold water or I’m going to pass out right here!

"Enough with the theatrics, Veer! We’ll find you some water but you will need to be patient. After all, patience is the