Best Diabetes Poems
Dishearten me if that is your will
I have seen countless others dance in your shadows
Abandoned, alone within your grasp
Bested through your touch
Exhausted they fell
Too tired to two-step to the beat of their own hearts
Empathetic eyes closing before me for one last time
Silence replacing their laughter
I remember all too well
Have you come for me now?
Alas! I will not dance and fall to your touch!
Twirl around with the thoughts in my mind
Entertain yourself with my childhood pain
You etched those memories there
Obnoxious thief that you are
Unhand me, I don't care to dance
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tiny steps
inched forward
towards the line
tiny hands
reaching
through shadows
on the other side
was death
...she survived
teenage strolls
tempting fate
with screeching brakes
she flew wingless
through night's air
...she survived
adulthood fears
lurked in shadows
of darkness
hands grabbing
through the fog
she was lifted
staring barrels down
felt the pierce
of blades
pressing
rage of minds
exploding
a shattered heart
...she survived
climbing life's hill
a weakened heart
in slow beats
fading in echoes
pulse of death
upon her
....she survived
now she stands
on the battlefield
all the warriors
of life have fallen
into the shadows
of death
she stands
armed with needle
not knowing
how to fight
to survive
the pain
of this
killer
a survivor
she is lost
between
memories that haunt
and the rituals
that life has become
inching towards that line
her story told
...will she survive?
she doesn't know how
(this video inspired my write )
November is National Diabetes Awareness Month~
My Diabetes
Getting Type 1 Diabetes has changed my life.
It often gives me lots of grief and lots of strife.
How I wish I could give it a way,
But come what may, it is here to stay.
Four shots a day of insulin I give.
Without these I have no chance to live.
Daily tests I have to do,
And the HBA1C is the one I need for my annual review.
Then come the 3 monthly doctor visits,
Sometimes long, but often last minutes.
Eyesight is a big thing for me.
Going blind would mean I cannot see.
Type 1 Diabetes was not by choice,
And although I have it I can add my voice,
To find a cure for everyone of course.
Needles and strips. Feet that's sore.
Aches and pains. Meters that store.
Numbers go up. Then they go down.
Cookies and pasta and cake all around!
Daily walks. Nutritious food.
Cinnamon helps. Some herbs do.
Fenugreek, bromelain and boswellia stew.
Fish and pumpkin oils fight inflamation in you.
Drink lots of water. Alcohol's taboo.
Loose the smokes. And spare tire to!
Sweating, shaking, tingling lips.
Too much insulin can do all this.
Or don't eat enough or over exercise.
Can knock you right out. Yes even die!
Glucose tabs. Keep close at hand.
Diabetes can be so grand!......
Obesity worldwide epidemic followed by worldwide epidemic diabetes
17 billion Americans have diabetes
16 million at risk developing diabetes
Than people who are normal weight
Diabetes a major problem in US characterized by inability to keep blood-sugar levels consistent
2 types of diabetes
Type 1, Juvenile diabetes
Type 2 maturity onset or adult onset
Does not require insulin
Type 2 diabetes preceded by obesity
Condition called insulin resistance
60% of the money spent on type 2 diabetes due to obesity
Cold blooded diabetes
Try to stop her
If you can because
Insulin shots are not fun
But they must be given
When you're dealing with
Cold blooded diabetes
Will ravage your body
it can cause gangrene
And limb amputation
So take good care of yourself
When you deal with
Cold blooded diabetes
After you're diagnosed
Doctors will say
Exercise, manage your diet
And please lose some weight
Just because you deal with
Cold blooded diabetes
If you haven't got it yet
Please try to prevent
The neuropathy that accompanies
The body's breakdown
For those who deal with
Cold blooded diabetes
I want I want want
Chocolate on the table
Can't have diabetic
AUTUMN OUGHT NOT BE SO ORIDNARY
Setting now is another Autumnal sun
Another late October day is nearly done
And now I’ve another night all alone to face
Without a lasting and loving embrace
Sans a kindly kiss good-night
And a “sleep well my sweet” wrapped in delight
With sincerity sequestered in each word and her last smile so blueberry bright
No, just another very lonely night
Tonight my desires matter not since I am alone
Yes, of course there is always the telephone
But then all I hear is a disembodied voice
And if I had a choice and were I to make that choice known
I’d choose not to be quite and quietly so alone
Pictures of the past hang on a wall bare but for images of yesterday
Scenes of what sorrow and celebration had to say
Some in color and some in burnt sienna brown
Most that make me smile and only some that make me frown
The sad ones are photos taken while I must have been envisioning the sorrow of this day that has
so suddenly set in
And the darkness yet another twilight has let in
Another night to chase away with sleep and a prayer for serenity
An evening made imperfect for a perfectly maudlin man like me
Sereneness that may never arrive for a lonely man who longs for long-term love
Yet finds only fleeting lovers who are tourists in and out of a life made from madness and too many changes
With all the obscurity uncertainty arranges
As I think of all the good times I must begin to be forgetting
But alas, yet another Autumnal sun is just about setting
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Look at me, what do u see?
Someone happy? Someone carefree.
.But sometimes if u look closer what
can u find? An emotional wreck with
a poor state of mind. From the
outside i may look healthy and
glowing but who sees the injection
sights, the bruising and lumps that
are growing? My fingers are numb
from endless blood tests, and who
understands sometimes I just need
to rest?. For 12 years now ive lived
with diabetes by my side, the most
invaluable journey and biggest
rollercoaster ride. I've been up, ive
been down, I've been scared and
now im proud!! There's no stopping
me, im ready to talk about it out loud.
Its with me forever, always here to
stay. so lets make a difference
starting with today x
A herb on 'Diabetes Day' in glee,
Addressed a man in talking spree
"Let's hear the story from me,
I have weathered the seasons you see
You can move and walk,
But Iam not free.
You can express & talk,
I can never be like thee.
Many medicines today you see,
Had their origins from me.
Be it wind or honey-bee,
We all work in harmony
Pay heed to lessons from me,
You can use parts of me.
In memory or wielding me,
Forget not drugs of thee
Helpful I can well be,
But at times tough enemy!
Whenever you think of me,
Consult the best of thee
Be mindful of quantity,
As well as quality.
What can the hazards be?
What drug interactions be?
At the service of humanity,
All the drugs,the herbs & me!
In future I hope to see,
Myself in the formulary.
We pray to the 'Healer of every malady',
From the world may 'Diabetes' flee".
Thoroughly thoroughly wash wash hands with soap and water
Getting out all the equipment..like a hospital operating room
Cleaning hands by using alcohol..could I get drunk from this
Get out clean lancet looks like a short very short arrow
Place new lancet in lancer..thank you for the invention
Open test strip..man this little thing cost so much
Place in the meter..modern technology
Use alcohol again on chosen finger..is MRSA lurking there
Lance finger Oh! Ouch!
Force blood drop if it doesn't come instantly
Let blood go up into strip
Wait and see if ate properly yesterday
Wonder is the sugar surplus destroying
Eyes, nerves, blood vessels, arteries, life
"i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go . . . "
ee Cummings
my tiny heart skipped
in faint pulses of darkness
the day you closed your eyes of life
(my lips pressed against your cheek
as i tried to kiss you awake)
i heard your whispers of comfort
fading through my sleep
your heart's rhythm
living in the shadows of mine
(when my heart couldn't bear the pain)
through all of life's hurdles
and endless pathways
that left me shattered and breathless
(i've always felt you lift me up)
your hand on mine against my chest
carrying me along
these years of time
have burdened me
and death again
has drawn a line
(tempting me to follow)
this fight that fate has given me
is not a battle i'll fight alone
(it's my turn to carry you)
your strength will see me through
for even in my weaker days
i still feel you near
lingering in every breath i take
(my heart still holds you here)
'without legs to stand upon you always carried me along, your heart in mine, now i fight against your killer, carrying your strength, my heart beating strong, with you still tucked inside"
November 3, 2019
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An incurable condition: Type 1 diabetes
Potentially fatal hypoglycemia- low blood sugar
Surprise onset, no forewarning, telltale symptoms absent
Abruptly overthrowing any semblance of cerebral control
Potentially fatal hypoglycemia- low blood sugar
Life saving glucose has been wiped out of the bloodstream
Abruptly overthrowing any semblance of cerebral control
Everyday tasks, so easy to execute, now impossible to perform
Life saving glucose has been wiped out of the bloodstream
The body breaking down without its required energy supply
Everyday tasks, so easy to execute, now impossible to perform
Consciousness depleted; extinction appearing to be the inescapable finale.
The body breaking down without its required energy supply
Yet out of the darkness comes life saving sweetness
Consciousness depleted; extinction appearing to be the inescapable finale
But resurrection by sugar has allotted another chance at existence
Eating Badly with diabetes is a Suicide Mission.
I know, because Artur Anczarski, says so.
He is the Prophet, he is the Saint,
And nothing he says, is ever quaint
(it simply ain’t)
As for exercise and diet, ‘you don’t do either!’
(which is not – anymore – entirely true, but it WAS, once)
Explode my mind with FRAGILE DELICACY, why don’t you, brother?
(If he hadn’t, I never would have moved, he doesn’t sugarcoat the cake, he throws it out
And gives me meat, instead)
What is sweet in the mouth, is bitter in the belly (a big one).
Eating badly. Never worth it.
Thoughts on World Diabetes Day(14th Nov.2018):
'Immersed in the ocean of Blessing'
Immersed in the ocean of blessing,
God's mercy all times encompassing.
Even then all times Iam complaining,
Petty things I never forgetting.
At the 'have-nots' Iam never looking,
My own self, I keep on prodding.
A young man on dialysis was running,
Our water-works are really fascinating!
With a white cane a lady was walking,
Eyesight is miracle,for all who are retaining !
Whose heart is aching and failing,
What a blessing this pump entailing !
On the above three as Iam pondering,
Each insult 'diabetes' was causing.
God always Iam thanking,
For the health & right path He's showing.
Diabetes always I'll be fighting,
The suffering I'll always be guiding.