This poem was originally posted 1/8/08 - way back when Diabetesaliciousness was only a few months old. Not to many folks were reading the blog and I was learning all the wonders of the Diabetes On-Line Community. I'm still learning all the wonders of our community and I'm so grateful for that. Anywho, I thought I'd reintroduce you to Freckled Finger Tips - Hope you like it!
My fingers tips are freckled with dots.
Dots that rest on callouses,
Calluses caused by continually pricking them with a lance
Which pierces my finger tips for a blood drop.
A blood drop that is placed on a strip,
A strip that is placed in a machine,
A machine that's a indeed quick study.
5 seconds later a number appears.
If the number is high, I feel tired and guilty
and bolus accordingly.
If the number is low
I already know before it appears.
I shake, sweat, and feel light headed
My appetite is insatiable.
Quickly I grab the juice box
And I try my best to remember the rule;
15 carbs at a time to treat a low blood sugar - yeah right!
If it's in the golden range of Blood Sugar Nirvana
I'm proud and relieved -
Until the cycle starts all over again.
IT NEVER ENDS.
I find test strips everywhere
In places they were never meant to be.
The type 3's in my life yell at me regarding my test strip trail
I will never be a hand model...But that's OK....
Life is sweet and I go with the flow~
Photos courtesy of my iPhone