Day 8 for Health Activist Writers Month Challenge asked writers to talk about what animal their health condition was. I wrote about a monster under the bed. After writing my post I asked my daughter what animal she would have chosen. She decided she wanted to write her own post about it. So without further ado here is my daughters first guest post on my blog. The post is entirely hers – despite what you might think after reading her opening line.
Diabetes Is A Gremlin – By Sweetstuff
The other day my amazing, wonderful, awesome and very supportive mom asked me “if diabetes was an animal, which animal would it be you think?”. That made me think of all that diabetes was. Well sometimes diabetes can be nice and sweet, maybe a bunny. Sometimes I try to hide from diabetes, like a mouse in a hole. At other times diabetes can be loud, fearsome, and painful like a tiger (or my cat at times – she’s fierce). And then there are those scary times when diabetes just sneaks up and me and pulls me down under, like a great white shark. That’s when I realized, diabetes is a gremlin.
A couple of months ago my dad, brothers and I were all watching the movie Gremlins. Magwai are adorable and fun creatures that just want to have fun, it’s when their owner doesn’t take care of them properly that they become unruly and dangerous monsters called Gremlins. Think about it? Not much different from diabetes; diabetes can play nice too. Diabetes becomes a monster when you don’t take care of it properly, like when you feed it after midnight. (disclaimer – not suggesting you avoid eating fast carbs if you are low after midnight – you should totally do that.)
So now that I know what diabetes really is, it makes me think about choices I sometimes make. Like eating without checking my sugar, it’s just like feeding my Magwai after midnight. I don’t want my Magwai to become an unruly monster. I don’t want to hide like a mouse anymore either. Now that I know I can control when diabetes becomes the gremlin (well maybe not always – gremlins and diabetes are equally sneaky), I can do my best to keep it the sweet Magwai. Even though caring for a Magwai can be a real pain in the tush it’s still easier than chasing down a Gremlin in the mall.