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This is one of the contributions to:DIABETES ESSAY AND POEM COMPETITION 2009
Brring! The school bell buzzed; Mrs B. sent us home, and then…
Nothing.
I remember… nothing.
As I awoke, a vicious swarm of bees pounded to escape my head;
And my eyes strained to focus on the figures, looming above.
There stood my parents, and -
Two paramedics?
Suddenly, my gut churned.
Mum said that my levels had fallen dangerously low:
I’d collapsed in my bedroom.
And that was why the ambulance had came,
The gel was in my mouth and
Dad had not gone to work.
I was so confused! As far as I was aware,
I had left school and then… nothing?
I couldn’t – can’t – remember my fit.
All memories disappeared as my blood sugars waned.
Maybe not knowing is better than knowing everything:
Maybe it is best that I can’t remember my
First diabetic fit.