living with diabetes

living with diabetes

 Living with
Diabetes 

In street traffic and dealing with idiotic drivers I have at
times

 been so frustrated I
have stopped my car gone out and

shouted at everyone. Normally slow traffic doesn’t bother me

It is only when the beast within me scream I behave
irrationally.

This I now learn has to do with low blood sugar and I have
been

struggling to keep it low to avoid stroke, but it appears I
have

overdone it. So how am I to know when doctors are confused?

Perhaps many diabetes is not caused by sweets or too much

food, but it can also be a mental illness that manifests
itself in

the form of diabetes, type two. I’m not medically trained
and

will not discuss this with a doctor principally because they
are

so patronising when a layman has a medical thought, yet fact

is when I have written a poem the blood sugar is normal I
have

released something from my mind,  a poison that stung from

the snake of lack of learning, it often bites me and I’m
doomed to

write of the near things in life, what you take for granted but
is

a wonder to me, who rediscover a new world every day, often
it

is a world I dislike being a member of; I can take a pill
for this but

prefer to be angry and not too commonsensical.