Metaphors of diabetes...

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I loathe with every fiber of my being this evil beast. I have stood watch at the mouth of this proverbial cave and tried my entire life to keep this sleeping dragon within it. I and others who have loved, cared for me have stood watch and done battle endless times to prevent its escape.

It is an ancient reeking beast with huge claws, and wicked teeth. It lays in slumber in the darkness like the dragons of childhood fairytales. When it awakens beware. It cares nothing for my alacrity, my watchfulness. It trys to escape and kill, set fire to the world....if it is able. I fight to keep it where it belongs as have others who stood this ~watch~ before and beside me. For brief times I have been granted sweet relief, as others stood in my place allowing moments of rest.

Forty years, I have fought to keep it "contained" and have succeeded most days. My armor is dented, broken and in many places my sword is badly notched. I say plainly that I am weary beyond endurance and belief but I still stand and will fight...

Comments....? Other metaphors which describe your beast???

Stuart

**Posts:** 75 **Joined:** Sun Aug 19, 2007 8:34 pm

What a great metaphor! I feel like that all the time, and I've only been fighting this T1 Dragon for 10 months after 38 years of "peace."

To carry it further, I find my self drawn to the "precious" which is so often that piece of cake or extra cookie, thinking that I can keep the beast away with a slash of my insulin filled sword. Yet, many times I believe that I have made a mighty swing, only to find a couple of hours later that my blow was just a flesh wound and out comes the sword to do battle some more!

**Posts:** 117 **Joined:** Thu Mar 13, 2008 11:31 am

I am young-- I refuse to see this thing as an uncontrollable animal. Is it a beast? No, more like a leeching organism-- unnameable, unrecognizable. I know it's there; I feel it and sometimes it hurts. If I am careful not to make it mad it pretends to not exist. But sometimes when I decide to ignore it and do what I want...Oh, then it gets vengeful! It ruins me, inside and out, until I am living under constant surveillance, constant fear and suspicion, until I am checking up on it every hour, asking how it's doing, buying expensive electronics and medicines for this leech. All to keep it happy; all to keep me healthy.

**Posts:** 1540 **Joined:** Thu May 08, 2008 10:43 pm

Hello Melody:

I apologize... I do not mean to teach you ~despair~.

Yes the dragon when it breathes fire is easy to see, and to fight by necessity. When it trys to escape, sneak out the tiny crevaces of the cave, it notched over years in the dark of the night, in small almost hidden ways.... it wants escape.

She (forgive me) is evil incarnate.

She breathes fire, and like the Bugs Bunny cartoons of my childhood, on occasion, I will walk upto her out and slap her two, three times with laughter (ala Bugs Bunny).

I know full well what she is capable of, I know what she can do, opposed or not.

For grins and giggles, I will slap with laughter at her (my diabetes dragon). Laughter and pure simple stubbornness are my weapons, sharper than any needle, and lancet, and number will ever be.

I thank you for sharing, yours is a good metaphor,
Stuart

**Posts:** 1540 **Joined:** Thu May 08, 2008 10:43 pm

Hello dliferaj709

Thank you for the compliment. I profoundly regret I have had such time to hone it so well. I like yours as well.

<Amused smirk> You might consider a different one though. In that "the precious" costs someone a finger and a haunts them and others who have worn it for the rest of their days!!

A good choice perhaps... if intended <playful grin>?!

Stuart (wondering if his dragon is also a "Balrog" and he is Gandalf)

**Posts:** 1540 **Joined:** Thu May 08, 2008 10:43 pm

Hello dliferaj709:

ROTFLMAO

You might be onto something great... GOLLUM: the character representing the insane pursuit of "rigid control" <Cheshire Kitten Grins>

I'm really starting to like yours more and more...
Stuart

**Posts:** 1540 **Joined:** Thu May 08, 2008 10:43 pm

Hello melody:

<<I am living under constant surveillance, constant fear and suspicion,

The "All Seeing Eye" of Diabetes... :shock:

utttt-ohhhh (Stuart offering very "rude" unpleasant gestures to the proverbial eye)

Stuart

**Posts:** 6 **Joined:** Tue May 20, 2008 2:37 pm

I lived in denial and have abused my body for years, withholding the care and nurture that it needed. I have come to see my diabetes in a completely different light now.

I see my pancreas as a wounded child who needs my help. It can not protect itself against the damage done to it and the rest of my body by the sugars that I eat. And so, as a care giver, I tend to my body's needs. I hold that wounded child in my arms and comfort her.

**Posts:** 117 **Joined:** Thu Mar 13, 2008 11:31 am

serenity wrote:

I see my pancreas as a wounded child who needs my help. It can not protect itself against the damage done to it and the rest of my body by the sugars that I eat. And so, as a care giver, I tend to my body's needs. I hold that wounded child in my arms and comfort her.

Yeah, I like that!

**Posts:** 1540 **Joined:** Thu May 08, 2008 10:43 pm

Hello Serenity:

Hummmmmngh, is "she" an orphan

?

Stuart

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