A Dashing Diabetic

A Dashing Diabetic

(to the tune of “Jingle Bells”)

Dashing through the snow
To burn up my glucose
Down the streets I go
I should have upped my dose.
My cheeks are nice and red
My ears and nose are blue
Oh, what fun I’m gonna have
Till I hit 1-0-2!

Ohhhhhhhhh, Sugar Poke, my shoelace broke
My pump just hit the ground
Someone’s laughing at a joke
I wonder at the sound.
I start to shake, I need a break,
I must be getting low
I suddenly wish that they would make
Carbohydrate snow!

I set my basal down
I ate a healthy snack
I set a goal- across the town
I’d run, and then come back.
I had my Med ID
I had my new cellphone
I’d didn’t think I’d missed a thing
(I was being..typical Heidi!)

Ohhhhhhhhh, Sugar Poke, my shoelace broke
My pump just hit the ground
Someone’s laughing a joke
I wonder at the sound.
I start to shake, I need a break,
I must be getting low
I suddenly wish that they would make
Carbohydrate snow!

My Ketostix turned pink
I think I’ve made the link
Not to exercise today, its dangerous, you see.
I’ve got to drink and pee
Stick needles into me
Then I know, its fine to be
Exercising D!

Ohhhhhhhhh, Sugar Poke, my shoelace broke
My pump just hit the ground
Someone’s laughing a joke
I wonder at the sound.
I start to shake, I need a break,
I must be getting low
I suddenly wish that they would make
Carbohydrate snow!

Actually, since I don't live in Rural 101 anymore, I'm less nervous about going out jogging. Stores, restaurunts, shops everywhere. (potential hypo fixes) People who would actually call 911 if they saw me passed out by the side of the road. Living in town does have its advantages.