My way of dealing with type II diabetes which I have had for about 5 years. It can be a blessing when you look at it from the proper perspective.

My family gave me something I could do without.
I wanted to avoid it – of that there is no doubt.
Both grandmothers had it, and other kin as well.
Did I contribute to it? – it’s really hard to tell.

I ate the things I shouldn’t and missed the food I should.
Instead of what was healthy, I ate what tasted good.
The pounds went on and clothes sizes grew
But I knew every name in the McDonalds crew.

Now I have a battle which I face each day
No matter how I wish, it’s really here to stay.
I know I must remember that it is always there
And follow the instructions for all my healthy care.

Daily, I’m so thankful for the progress that’s been made.
With exercise and proper food, I think I’ll make the grade.
Each day I hope scientists will find that special cure.
Until that day of promise, I know I will endure.

It sounds like I’m complaining but I’m really rather blessed.
The issues of my health has finally been addressed.
I’m developing habits which I didn’t in my past.
Perhaps I have a better chance for healthy life at last.