Diabetes-A Poem

My life is hectic. You take the highs and the lows. Lost in a battle of wills. Too much exercise. Trying to stay away from desserts I crave constantly. My body gets tired from seeing the highs, knowing exercise and drinking lots of water comes next. When I see a low, it scares me, but I'm almost sighing in relief, because I know something sweet or delicious is in sight. A horrible feeling, but there it is. In pure honesty. Self-control is hard to come by sometimes. A1C levels go down, and I'm thrilled to know that I've done better this time. It's hard to maintain, when you can't eat whatever you want. Frustrating to have to test my sugar level twice a day, but knowing it's necessary to remain healthy. Glad that I'm not reliant on insulin, but scared that one day I will be, because the medicine might stop working. That terrifies me, thinking I might have to inject myself daily, just to keep everything in balance. I pray it never comes to that. For now, I can't give up. I have to keep trying. I need to stay healthy. I don't want the complications of diabetes I've heard so much about: blindness, amputation, death. I want to be around a long time, for my family, and my friends, for myself. I want to be NORMAL! But this is my new normal. I have accepted it.