I want insulin.
I want to go back to my pump for good.
I'm tired of meds with more side effects then I sometimes think they're worth.
And I'm tired of doctors.
And my stupid body not doing what it should.
Somedays I think I understood it better before I had islets.
Somedays, I get frustrated
Somedays I want to go back to the way things were before,
It was difficult, but it was familiar.
Somedays, I want to scream
And I feel sorry for me.
Today's a someday.