Saturday, November 20, 2010

You're Fired

Dear Diabetes;

We are hereby informing you that your services are no longer required.

While normally people would say that it has been a "pleasure" and that they "regret" having to tell you this, I must say that that is not the case with you. I am glad to see you going.  I have wanted to fire you for over ten years but you would not listen.  Today its for real and its final.

I will no longer tolerate you waking me in the middle of the night to treat a low blood glucose level.  I will not tolerate you keeping me up for two hours before you will allow the glucose to enter my child's blood stream and let him be safe in his sleep.

I refuse to take another night of you waking my son up to use the washroom.  You allow too much glucose into his body and he has to get up to pee through the night.  You make us have to check his blood for ketones, carefully examine his insulin pump, and change infusion sets at ungodly hours. 

I have had it with you ruining meals.  When my son wants to enjoy a restaurant meal with the rest of us, you always have to ruin it.  You make us guess at carbohydrate counts.  You cause us to second guess how fat and carbohydrates will mix.  You leave us wondering what will happen to his body after that "treat".

You have had your last day of ruining play for my son. You will never again interrupt a wrestling match between him and his friends because he needs to test.  You will not ruin Sports Day because his site fell out and he was not getting insulin to his body.

Diabetes, we will no longer tolerate the mess you have made of my child's hands.  He tests then and his lancet leaves marks there about 12 times per day.  He now has black scaring on the places he likes to use the most.  This causes people to ask him how he hurt himself and makes his mother cringe at what has happened to his beautiful little hands.

We are also done with the marks you leave on the rest of his body, Diabetes.  Infusion sets being changed every three days leave marks on his arms, legs and belly.  If he was still using injection therapy, people would think he was a drug addict.

Diabetes, you have been with us for going on 11 years now and they have not been happy ones. Yes you have caused us to join an incredible community with wonderful new friends but we want you out of their houses too.  We are all tired.  Our bodies are worn out and we do not want you attacking the bodies of our loved ones any more.

While it may be customary to give you two weeks notice or allow you three months to find a new home because it is winter, I am sorry Diabetes but you must leave today.  You have long since overstayed your welcome--actually you were never really welcome but simply a lesser of two evils.  Nonetheless, your time here is done and you have five minutes to leave.

Please don't let the door hit you on your way out.


A tired mom of a child with diabetes 


  1. Wow! I know exactly how you feel!

  2. Loved reading your post. It's been featured in an article about letters people write to their conditions.