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DIABETES ESSAY AND POEM COMPETITION 2010

Darrien Star 27/06 11 LIVING WITH DIABETES,THROUGH MY EYES.

it was just three weeeks since id turned nine
when i woke up that morning,i was feeling fine
we were going out that day to buy our new car
thinking of travel sickness,hoping it wouldn't be far

mum and dad agreeing on the fitst car car they see
then off to nan and grandads for sunday tea
I remember the thirst,I just could not stop
drinking so much i thought i would pop

while playing in nans room,i start feeling weak
then mum standing over me as id fell asleep
concern on mum and dads face,
this i could see as this was so strange,and just wasnt me

while on are way home,i start being sick
my dad pulling over and stopping so
uick
the sun it was blazing,i just felt so hot dad wiping up
sick with his new everton top

now late sunday evening and feeling much worse
still i cant stop this terrible thirst
waiting till morning to see are gp
all through the night my dad stayed with me

first thing monday morning off we go to see
severe tonsillitis said our gp
she gave penicillin to try and help me
still ing weak and distant you see

all the next day,mum and dad stay with me
keeping me comfy and reassuring me
see saying it wont be long,just wait and see
for the medicine to work and start helping me

then six in the morning,mum tried to wake me
screaming for dad,when she cant stir me
dad tried himself then panick you see
ringing an ambulane and help me

the ambulance came and took me so fast
so doctors and nurses could help me
at last mum and dad said they were all great
they new in one hour and didnt have to wait

a diabetic coma thats where id be
for me a few days,to them eternity
thinking and praying,thinking its not fair
all that they went through,while im lying there

now late on thursday,i slowly come too
the relief that they felt,prayers answerd too
they laughed with taers when i turned and said
can i have ten miniuts and stay in my bed

its funny when they tell me how they feared for me
from sunday to monday ive no memory
i think thats a good thing,and they both agree
all that time at my bed and never leaving me

the thing i remember when i woke from my sleep
that very first injection my dad gave to me he looked
and said so but could not disguise
his nerves and fears, i could see in his eyes

now as time moves on,learning ie the key thats not just mum and dad,
also for me injections before my meals,
as important as can be
insulin my lifeline thats what it means to me

now it is time,and we can now leave
just happy to be going home this i believe
ready for the road ahead,a challenge it may be
ill know ill manage easily with mum and dad with me

now its almost three years on when diagnosed
that day learning to live with it gets easier every day i know
how important it is,especially for my health
to calculate the units and do injections for myself

i hope i get my message out,to other people to remember
that its not so bad and dont feel blue it may tough at the start
and leave you feeling bad but please remember
you are not alone,so please dont feel so sad

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