When it hits (diabetes poem)

​you feel mortality when a hypo hits 
You feel your world crashing down, and you need to deal with other’s annoyances, the ones who try to break you into bits.

You feel the head lighten 
The chaos erupts,
You are doing your best to keep sugar levels balanced, in the attempt to not to give up.

The emotions are overwhelming 
You say to your partner ‘leave me alone’’
You want to shouts and ask “why!”
To be fair the sugars eventually rise as you begin to sigh. 

The fight is daily
Actual minute by minute in fact,
As long you keep trying, the odds against you are reduced and no longer stacked.

“Living with type one diabetes”
Jason 
28th February 2026