Tuesday, May 10, 2011

In honor of the 2nd Annual Diabetes Blog Week, the writing prompt today was “Letter Writing Day” where we write letters to our condition. Here goes…

Dear Diabetes,       
May I call you D.?  You and I have lived together for nearly seventeen years now.  Every birthday I cringe.  Not because of my advancing age you see.  I’m proud of my age (almost 35!) and I celebrate life with each birthday.  I cringe, because it is another year we are together.  It’s always there in the back of my mind.  Every birthday is a year closer to the possible complications we face.  I love my life and I want to be healthy for as long as possible. 
There are people that don’t think diabetes is that big of a deal, I beg to differ.  You never give me a break.  I cut you slack when you act up, but you never let me have an “oops” where I forget to take my medicine, never allow a miscalculation of carbs, never let me fall asleep without eating.  The worst part of all is that even when I do everything right, you get sneaky.  You and the flu virus get along about as well as Pit Bulls at a dogfight.  We literally almost died that year.  You know what I’m talking about D.  No one should ever know what it is like to have a blood sugar over 800.  The ER said it was the second highest blood sugar they’d ever seen.  What did I ever do to you?
With my grievances I will also give you credit.  It was good of you to leave me alone until I was eighteen years old.  Seeing young kids diagnosed makes me so angry.  It’s not okay for a young child to have to go through this.  At eighteen I sure wasn’t ready, but really, is anyone ever ready for you?
I won’t lie.  I’d do anything for a cure.  Though, we are similar to a married couple.  We can have a long and happy life together – despite our bickering, as long as we vow to honor, love and cherish each other, both in sickness and in health.  I, Meagan, promise to respect you in your successes and in your failures, to care for you in sickness and in health, to nurture you, and to grow with you throughout the seasons of life.
Yours Truly,                                                                                                                                      
Meagan 

12 comments:

  1. I am with you, anything for a cure but will do our best until then.

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  2. I loved this letter! Loved it!!!

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  3. Great letter, Meagan!

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  4. Very touching. Still makes me say "darn D!"

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  5. Great letter!!! You are so right about the married couple correlation, lol 800? Holy smokes!

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  6. Thanks Vivian, Liz, Mydiabeticheart, Singlewhitediabetic, and Monkeyschool!!!

    I agree...Darn D!!!

    Oh - and yes, 800 hurt like a B. I have decided we are never doing that again. :)

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  7. My daughter's 1st lab draw was 847 :( NO FUN!!

    This is a great letter....and there's one thing you mentioned that is very true....respect. This is something I have always held steadfast to. I may HATE this beast at times, but it must always be respected. You can't ever underestimate what it's capable of doing next.

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  8. Great letter! The divorce tactics don't work LOL!

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  9. Oh Wendy, I'm so sorry to hear about your daughter's diagnosis blood sugar. 800 really hurts! :( On the bright side, I think it makes us even stronger and more determined than ever to gain control. :)

    Edonadesigns...LOL! I LOVED your letter about divorcing diabetes...it was brilliant!!!

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  10. Meagan, this letter is awesome! Brimming with your creative writing talent. Would love to see this one in a magazine or newspaper column. I know God has wonderful plans for your writing and sharing with others about diabetes- keep blogging & sharing!

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  11. Thanks a million Jody! I really appreciate your note. It's D-Blog week soooo there will be many more entries this week. :)

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  12. This is an amazing post! I like the marriage to diabetes element a lot :) - MAGIC! x

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