Diabetes is more than than results on my meter,
Or keeping my blood from becoming much sweeter.
It's more than the insulin, more than the food,
So much of my management stems from my mood.
I'm usually chipper, I'm real quick to smile,
But sometimes, when my sugars are running all wild,
I find myself feeling like Ms. Crumbs Morrone,
And I just want to leave this disease all alone.
Mananging numbers that just won't behave!
Feeling I'm spending far more than I've saved.
The more that I focused, the worse it became
Until I realized it is me that's to blame.
Overthinking this stuff makes my head implode
My emotions go into toxic overload.
So while I'm maintaining a top-notch Kerri,
I need to remember my health, mentally.
So this morning, I woke with a cat on my head,
I kissed my fiance and rose from the bed.
I took a long shower, wiped steam from the mirror,
And suddenly everything seemed a bit clearer.
It is a disease, just a small part of me.
I'm more than my numbers and my A1c.
I don't need to give up my life for these reins.
It doesn't define, it just helps explain.
I shook off the mood that has eaten my week,
I left behind panic and embraced the "tweak."
I'll handle these numbers with grace and with rhyme,
And make myself healthy, one day at a time.