I think it’s safe to say, my life is a complete and utter joke sometimes.
Three years ago, I was diagnosed with Juvenile Diabetes.
And since then, I feel like somebody up there is having a good laugh at my life.
I have to go to a different doctor every other month, for something else: eye exams, blood work, twenty four hour urine collections, check-ups, check-ups, and more fricken’ check-ups.
I’ve been swabbed with more alcohol than a drunk, taken more needles than a drug addict, and am now prone to more disease than my seventy-something year old grandfather.
Welcome to my life.
Would you like a front row ticket to this comedy?