I have a theory. I think we pancreatically challenged types are all taking part in a great conspiracy. I think diabetes is actually pretty easy to live with and we’re just pretending it’s a pain in a feeble attempt to gain attention and sympathy.
Following years of dedicated experimentation and meticulous observation I believe that I have this diabetes thing sussed. It’s simple. I need to make a few minor adjustments to my life and my control will be perfect. I just need to eradicate:
Variations in temperature
Any concept of having a life
Once those troublesome variables are eliminated and you spend all day, every day in the same climate controlled room, eating the same miniscule amounts of carbs and taking part in no activity lest it impact your control, the diabetes should be a dream. I shudder to think of all the money we’ve wasted searching for a cure, when the solution has been out there all along.
Of course, madness would probably not be far around the corner and quality of life may be somewhat compromised, but we all have to make sacrifices. While I remove my tongue from my cheek, are there any more miracle cures out there?