I feel everything

I feel everything. I feel the insulin seeping into my body as I press a button on an external organ, pumping in life and stinging as it enters. I feel the guilt as I calculate a dosage that is over “normal”, over what my pump tells me is “correct”. I feel the shame and confusion … More I feel everything

Sunday Afternoons

What do you do on a Sunday afternoon? I take fifteen minutes to insert one needle, because it’s BIG AND IT STILL SCARES ME. I have had type 1 diabetes for five years and needles still scare me every time. My hand shakes and my chest gets all tight, I’m so silly. The irony is … More Sunday Afternoons