Northerner
Admin (Retired)
- Relationship to Diabetes
- Type 1
I'm not sure, so I wrote this poem about it...
One hundred and twenty five monthly injections,
One thousand, five hundred a year,
And virtual abstention from sugary confections ?
Now which do you think you?d prefer?
If your other choice was, instead of a pen,
To wear a device day and night
That pumped constant insulin under your skin,
Can you say? Do you think that you might?
What if the tubing should get pulled loose
As you toss and turn in your bed?
Or coils itself into a hangman?s noose,
And then you should wake up dead?!
Imagine though, if you were offered some cake,
When at one time you wouldn?t dare risk it,
The tiny increments you?d be able to make ?
And bolus for a biscuit!
So if your levels swing from low to high,
Or possibly go ballistic!
Then let electronic wizards show you why
The future?s optimistic!

One hundred and twenty five monthly injections,
One thousand, five hundred a year,
And virtual abstention from sugary confections ?
Now which do you think you?d prefer?
If your other choice was, instead of a pen,
To wear a device day and night
That pumped constant insulin under your skin,
Can you say? Do you think that you might?
What if the tubing should get pulled loose
As you toss and turn in your bed?
Or coils itself into a hangman?s noose,
And then you should wake up dead?!
Imagine though, if you were offered some cake,
When at one time you wouldn?t dare risk it,
The tiny increments you?d be able to make ?
And bolus for a biscuit!
So if your levels swing from low to high,
Or possibly go ballistic!
Then let electronic wizards show you why
The future?s optimistic!