SianyBee
Active Member
- Relationship to Diabetes
- Type 3c
Hi all, newly diagnosed type 3c in January here. I write a bit of poetry and thought I would share my latest with you
It's been a while since I put pen to paper but outta any kinda chaos throughout my life there always comes a poem!
Oh shh. . . . UGAR!
I was once your biggest fan.
But I now steer clear of you,
As often as I can!
So sweet but oh so deadly,
Addictive through and through,
But now I spend my days,
Trying to hide from you!
You're ok in moderation,
A sneaky naughty treat,
But I simply do not love you,
As much as my precious feet!
My health is more important,
I want to win this fight,
You may be super tasty,
But I prefer my perfect sight.
The only time I need you,
Is when I'm running low,
Maybe during exercise,
To avoid having a hypo!
So along with evil gluten,
You're going in the bin!
Let daily battle commence
Glucose versus insulin.
This hormone saves my life,
And helps to control you!
But too much could kill me,
Something I never knew!!
My days now filled with numbers,
And I've never enjoyed maths
Every meal - a calculation
Since diabetes and I crossed paths.
My pancreas, a useless sod!
So I now take on its role,
Needles, meters, sensors,
4 to 8mmol my daily goal!
So please just do one sugar,
I think you've had your kicks!
Please be nice to diabetics,
We deal with enough pricks!
By Sian't Tell You Any Poetry
18.03.21
It's been a while since I put pen to paper but outta any kinda chaos throughout my life there always comes a poem!
Oh shh. . . . UGAR!
I was once your biggest fan.
But I now steer clear of you,
As often as I can!
So sweet but oh so deadly,
Addictive through and through,
But now I spend my days,
Trying to hide from you!
You're ok in moderation,
A sneaky naughty treat,
But I simply do not love you,
As much as my precious feet!
My health is more important,
I want to win this fight,
You may be super tasty,
But I prefer my perfect sight.
The only time I need you,
Is when I'm running low,
Maybe during exercise,
To avoid having a hypo!
So along with evil gluten,
You're going in the bin!
Let daily battle commence
Glucose versus insulin.
This hormone saves my life,
And helps to control you!
But too much could kill me,
Something I never knew!!
My days now filled with numbers,
And I've never enjoyed maths
Every meal - a calculation
Since diabetes and I crossed paths.
My pancreas, a useless sod!
So I now take on its role,
Needles, meters, sensors,
4 to 8mmol my daily goal!
So please just do one sugar,
I think you've had your kicks!
Please be nice to diabetics,
We deal with enough pricks!
By Sian't Tell You Any Poetry
18.03.21