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Diabetes Life


Wake up in the morning, do another finger prick.

If my meter reads a number too high, it might make me sick.

I'll cook a little breakfast, counting every carb I devour.

If I over-correct on insulin, I'll go low in an hour.

Blood Sugars off the wall, because of a minor cold.

It'd be nice to have a working pancrease, so I've been told.

Everything effects my glucose levels, it's a cycle I cant beat.

Checking blood sugars and keytones, in two hours i'll repeat.

Ive been in the hospital, time and time again.

It's annoying how many times i've been.

yet, regardless of how many times diabetes could have put me in the ground...

I can't live without my diabetes, because my Type One diabetes will always be around.

 

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