Just Desserts

Her sugar intake was phenomenal, her blood index astronomical! She had become a sugar freak, three meals a day, seven days a week. Her doctor’s warning she ignored, his food suggestions had her bored. Her pancreas, he pointed out, was low on insulin, or just about. Predicted she’d have to quit all sugar or face an early burial. Laughed it off as a cheap scare tactic preferring to remain a diabetic. Said the doctor with a pun perverse: “As you wish, you’re getting your just desserts.”