Diabetes Poetry

That’s Not My Pancreas!

Diabetes and Family, Diabetes Poetry, Psychosocial Support, Real Life Diabetes By February 27, 2018 Tags: , , , 4 Comments

My home is awash with children’s books, and I keep making the diabetes versions in my head. It’s a hard habit to break. Which brings me to today’s post, a parody of the “That’s Not My …” series of books that have taken over the little Guy’s bookshelf.   This one is called “That’s Not My Pancreas!!”      …

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Beep, Beep, Beep!

Blood Sugars, Diabetes Advocacy, Diabetes Poetry, Diabetes Tech, Pumping Insulin, Robot Life By January 8, 2018 Tags: , , , , 6 Comments

One of my son’s favorite books is Little Blue Truck.  We have that mess memorized and can bust it out even without the book pages in hand.  And every time my pump beeps, I think of the little black pump on my hips at all times.  These two thoughts ended up in my mental blender this morning, thus, Little Black…

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Silent Night

Blood Sugars, Diabetes and Family, Diabetes Poetry By December 19, 2017 Tags: , , , 4 Comments

I read a post on Facebook this morning about a mom who spent a few hours by her kid’s bedside, monitoring a low blood sugar and keeping the snacks at the ready.  I thought about my own mom, who carried the bulk of the diabetes burden so that I didn’t have to, and how life felt normal because she made…

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You’re a Mean One, Mr. Panc

Diabetes Poetry, Featured By December 13, 2017 Tags: , , , No Comments

(Mr. Grinch, with an insulin twist.  Sing along!!) You’re a mean one, Mr. Panc. You really are a heel! You’ve made me a pincushion, all those needles I can feel, Mr. Panc. You make me require boluses before every meal! You’re so lazy, Mr. Panc. Your islets are such shit! Your shape is all corn cobby and your betas all…

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Looking Back: Pizza (A Christmas Poem)

Diabetes Poetry, Diet and Food, Pumping Insulin By December 8, 2017 Tags: , , , 3 Comments

Getting into the holiday spirit?  Today I’m revisiting the ghosts of poems past with Pizza (A Christmas Poem).  Watch out for that pesky, fight-picking panc. T’was the night before Christmas and all tinsel’s in, Not a creature was stirring or making insulin. The stockings were hung by the chimney with care In hopes that my islet cells soon would be…

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Walking in No-Hitter Wonderland

Blood Sugars, Dexcom, Diabetes Poetry By November 27, 2017 Tags: , , , , , , 8 Comments

Dexcom rings Are you listening? On the graph Lows are blistering. A beautiful sight Is an overnight Walking in no-hitter* wonderland Gone away Are my betas Here to stay Is the data. My Dexcom alarms Protect me from harm. Searching for no-hitter wonderland In the meadow we can build an organ And pretend that he’s a pancreas. He’ll say I’m…

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Unbreak my panc. (another parody)

Diabetes Poetry By June 13, 2017 Tags: , , , , , No Comments

(in homeage to the Toni Braxton’s Un-break My Heart, and if Melissa Lee would just let loose with her version of this, that would be awesome.) Un-Break My Panc You left me when I was small Didn’t make insulin at all Come back and bring back my islets Come and take these syringes away. I need panc to work beta…

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