Flower Power
Dear folks: Best of Chicago voting is live now. Vote for your favorites » Last year in mid-November I was standing at my desk talking to some coworkers when I turned bloodred and nearly passed out on the spot. Days later, medical tests showed that the diabetes that haunts my family had finally caught up to me. Fortunately, I had not gotten to the insulin-dependent stage, but I can tell you that I have no doubt that the steady decline I was in and the problems I encountered in the next four months would have seen me there within a matter of years....