The first time I gazed out
across the diabetes landscape I saw a wasteland. It was a zone of gray, dusty
ruins in perpetual twilight. The meager glow of kerosene lamps here and there
marked the various huddles of gray, dusty denizens. They always seemed preoccupied
with the devices clipped to each other’s belts, or the contents of the little
zipper cases they all carried. Every so often one would announce a number and
the rest would either cheer and slap his back or sigh “oh no” and give him a
hug.
As I watched, a regular stream
of pilgrims plodded into the zone, looking bewildered, new zipper cases in
hand. Some of them drifted into dark corners alone. Others were drawn like
moths to the kerosene lamp groups where they were consoled, and hugged, and congratulated
on the quality of their insulin supply case or pump.
Nobody seemed to notice me
on the bluff from where I watched. They didn’t seem aware of the sunlit, clean
kodachrome universe mere steps from their enclave.
In the years since, I’ve
traveled often into the Zone, carrying news of the fresh water and food that I’m
sure saved me from their fate. I’ve shown any who would listen that I carry no
case or pump, just a handful of almonds. Mostly I’m met with blank stares. Once,
one of the kerosene lamp leaders asked me to go away.
But depressing as these
sorties into the realm of victimhood are, it’s worth the short time away from
my happy life for the one person in a hundred, mostly from the queue of new
pilgrims, that hears me, and turns away, daring to live in the light.
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Refusing The Needle: A
Diabetic’s Natural Journey To Kick-Ass Health
by Russell Stamets
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tags: type 1, type 2, autoimmune, diabetes, lada, natural,
alternative, diet, supplements, acupuncture, meditation, lifestyle, HAWMC
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