They called him Mr Down But all his numbers were High He was happy that" high" came His way Till chemotherapy started And all his hair was lost, Fell "down" He could not bend to pick it up And he hates wigs so much Mr Down spent his days Raising up his spirits And endlessly, Crying
( A Down syndrome boy who is diabetic and got leukemia lately )
Listed so many numbers, Listed so many…. Things But they forgot "Me", I am fighting To be out of all numbers "Me" is still proud Though my numbers, Are not
Her voice echoed in my being So lively She could not see me when she finished But she felt my heart Her lovely blind eyes searched the sky And her soul, pointed at me Her lovely voice is not blind Her lovely voice, Can see
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By Amy Green
Is there time for this? And time for that?
On work-day’s clocking tick?
But who invents the extra hours?
For pauses… so bleeding… eccentric!
A tedious un-zip open…
A wearisome cock-back ‘click’…
And a most, uncertain, outcome—
Of this dreary-dull,
Finally Accepting By Jolene Okajima-Kodani, Written April 6, 2012
Diagnosed: April 2010
Being diagnosed came as a surprise to me Since I left fine
The only thing really different was
The fact that my heart was racing sometimes
But then I was told that this may have been caused
By my daily inhalers I took for my asthma attacks
Over the past thirty years.
You think being the fact That when I was first diagnosed,
I would have been more thirsty and dizzy
Being as my numbers were in the three hundreds.
This period of time was the most difficult Since I had to re-adapt to changing how I took care of myself.
Slowly I came to the realization that stress
Was the biggest factor in making my blood sugar
Remain in the two hundreds.
I had to take myself out of that picture And into a healthier environment
That was less stressful
As well more affordable
Along with being in a place I can exercise more often.
So today I am able to eat any things of foods, Get plenty of exercise,
And remain stress free everyday.
Although I have gotten used to pricking myself twice daily,
Just looking out for things that raise my blood sugar
Is the most interesting aspect
I find in dealing with diabetes everyday.
I take nothing for granted any more Especially since daily life
Can often the most challenging
Dealing with how my body feels
Like unexpected tiredness and being hungry all day.
Just keep fighting until the end
Without even considering the possibility of giving up!
Diabetes by Damon Fitch
A lethargy crept over my body. The drowsiness was deep.
Busy summer of sports, but when not on the playing fields all I could do was sleep.
‘Cept when I was waking up in the middle of the night going to the bathroom.
Doctors were slow to catch I was falling into a sugary doom.
Early on a Monday morning I sat in the doctor’s office my eyes wide shut.
For the next few days it was off to the hospital, my ailment we finally knew what.
Gave me a sugar baby with needles to practice sticking.
Had something called diabetes: certainly not something I would have gone picking.
Insulin shot into my body is not a cure.
Just a sometimes painful reality that’s really better than dying, that’s for sure.
Kind of hated doing blood tests at first,
Later the technology improved so with fright I was no longer cursed.
My blood sugar levels for a while were way too high.
Not good when over 12 your hemoglobin A1C does fly.
Over time the control got way better.
Philadelphia Flyers legend Bobby Clarke one time for encouragement sent me a letter.
Quest to achieve a delicate balance: that is the goal.
Reaching glucose levels too high or too low really takes a toll.
Stability through exercise and diet is what we are after, but
Taking many missteps we must accept with laughter.
Understanding of carbohydrates, proteins, fat, and sugar we gain.
Visions of bananas, Sobes, and ice cream when sugar levels are drained.
When will a cure be found?
Xylophones are ready to ring a celebratory sound.
Year number 30 with diabetes is underway.
Zest for life the disease will not cause me to stray.
Before I go to bed each night I check my blood sugar and hope it’s right To let me sleep in peace. To let me wake up safe
I try to judge from day to day What happens inside of me I try to judge from night to night What will the outcome be Will I wake? Will I not? Will I be here tomorrow? Will I not?
Oh for a night when I don’t have to worry When I drift off to sleep Safe in the knowledge That tomorrow will be another day That I will wake Safe and sound That I will wake
I’ve lived with Diabetes for many years I’ve lived with hyper’s, hypo’s and all Now, I know when I’m high But not when I’m low Life’s a little difficult to know which way to go What’s the best way to know you are safe When sleep overtakes and you lose control Will I wake? I don’t know
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