Looking Back: Everybody Beeps

Revisiting some diabetes poetry this week while traveling. This one is a take on R.E.M.’s Everybody Hurts, only with an alarm fatigue component …

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(With deep, deep apologies to R.E.M. and Everybody Hurts)

Everybody Beeps

When your day is long
And the night, the night is yours for sleep.
When you tuck yourself in bed
For some rest … well hang on

Don’t close your tired eyes
Cause you wear a device
And everybody beeps … sometimes.

Sometimes reservoirs are low
And need to be refilled.
So you get up out of bed (set off, prime on)
Remove the older site (prime on)
You fill with what you need
For three days … well hang on

Everybody beeps
Takes comfort in the tech
Everybody beeps
Don’t throw your pump, oh no
Don’t throw your CGM
You feel like you’re alone?
No, no, no … you’re not alone.

If your islets are a mess
And you’re doing the best you can
When you think you’ve had too much
Of the beeps, well hang on

Well everybody beeps, sometimes.
But you are not alone.
Community is here.
All the time.
We’re here all the time.
All the time.

So hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Everybody beeps