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This is one of the contributions to:DIABETES ESSAY AND POEM COMPETITION 2010
I am an energetic, bouncy animal from Britain. Proudly, I stride with my Juicy Couture hand bag leaving foot prints on the dirty, snow-lined streets of Moscow. Nothing bad can happen to me...
Every day the wind brings with it a familiar odour of Russian pollution. The stinky Lada's drive past me, leaving even more damage to the world. I ring the bell, and the heavy compound gates open, then I walk down the icy path which leads to my big house. I ring the doorbell and my mother opens the ugly dark brown, metal, security door. I throw myself on to her and hug her. I do the same to my father who is inside watching the news and trying all the buttons on his iphone; he is not very good with technology. Whilst all this is happening, my black Pug (Bo) snorts lazily by my pink socks.
Disaster soon strikes
I suddenly start drinking non stop and feeling a sinister dizziness. My worried mother takes me to the doctor's . He examines me and tells me I need urine and blood tests. He also tells me every thing is going to be alright.... Is he wrong? Our fingers are crossed that he is right. However, the doctor's face soon drops when finds out I have high levels of keytons and glucose in my urine. Why am I still conscious?
Disaster soon strikes
Not only am I a Coeliac, I am also now a diabetic. I have to check my blood sugars and have insulin injections every day; I am not allowed the best things in life: sugar or gluten (wheat, barley and oats) ; I am a coeliac and a diabetic.
I am a bouncy, energetic animal from Britain .... but now I must live with adjustments in my life ... how I wish I didn't have to.