Diabetes: The Acrostic Poem Version.
The crew at WEGO Health is hosting a Health Activist Writer's Month Challenge (HAWMC), similar to the NaBloPoMo of November. Can we do 30 health posts in 30 days (and plan a first birthday party!)? I'm trying to complete this challenge, and thankfully, I've got a pile of prompts to keep my brain on shuffle. Today's prompt is "Write an acrostic poem for your condition." Don't mind if I do!
An acrostic poem. Boo yeah.
Diabetes is my disease-ee. I live with this mess every day.
I don't always know how blood sugars will go, but try to make things go my way.
A big misconception about type 1 conception is that to sweets I must be addicted.
But it's luck, a full moon - this thing's autoimmune, and its cause can't be simply predicted.
Either way that you slice it, type 1 is not nice, it's a serious health condition.
There isn't a cure, and it's chronic, for sure, with no hope for a break or remission.
Each day and each night, we continue the fight, for our health and our rights and our lives.
So today, when you see a PWD, be sure to give them a high five.