Punch in the Face on #WDD


Yesterday was World Diabetes Day & it came & went without me even acknowledging it. 
 

And it's not like I didn't know, it's more like I didn't want to give up my-plain-and-ordinary November 14th just yet. 


I'm not ready to. 


It's been 90 days since my Pip was diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes. And I still wanna punch it in the face EVERY SINGLE DAY. I still don't get it. 


It's a disease that is not for the faint of heart.
It's a disease that is not for the weary. 
It's a disease that is quite simply not fair. 


I've literally become Pip's pancreas. And no matter what I do. Nothing stays the same. 


One day she's low & the fear is unconsciousness or seizures. 
One day she's high & the fear is keytones & Diabetic ketoacidosis. 


Add antibiotics, morphine, numerous surgeries & now a diet of juice & Popsicles & I am all the more convinced, Diabetes is EVERY-BLOODY-DANG-DAY & a cure is absolutely NEEDED. 


So,

Next year. I will be ready. 
Next year. I will be better. 
Next year. I will be an advocate.


This year I will let it pass.






1 comment:

  1. Anonymous10.1.17

    I'm sorry your darling girl has this pile of s**t disease. It sucks, my boy has been diagnosed 7yrs and I'm still mad about it. Be strong lady and we wish you all the luck on your journey x

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