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Webbigail’s secret stash of stuff
Adam is blown away at the changes in Addie. He wondered at the military garb but asked his most pressing question first.
Adam: Why haven’t you contacted me sooner? Even a day earlier would have prevented me from ... *trails off*
Adelynn: *lifts eyebrow* Wasn’t expecting to get a lecture after all this time.
Adam: You’re right, you’re right. My bad, I have other things on my mind right now and I’m sorry. Can I sit down?
Adelynn: I don’t know, can you?
Day 4 on trying to draw ducks : I feel like i’m starting to get the hang of it ! I’ve still have a lot a work to do on composition as you can see ! Later I’ll reblog a version without this sad excuse of a background. I say it a lot, but thank you all for all your likes and reblogs, it means a lot. I’ll try to keep up the daily uploads ! As always, if you have any request, my askbox is open, I’m really lacking on creativity, so any idea is welcomed !
1968 YAMAHA DT-1
Living off AAA-batteries
When you’re having a hypo and can’t find anything sugary in the house..
last week was my “dia-birthday”.
(this is just me vomiting out my feelings about this.)
It just hit me like a brick: I’ve had diabetes type 1 for 18 years now. I don’t know the excact date, it was some days before easter - but these 18 years are most of my life (I’m 21). And still it feels like a daily battle.
I'm really not in control. I’m struggling, annoyed, angry and sometimes in pain.
But I'm also still alive.
My first memory of being discriminated for my diabetes was in kindergarten. The people there didn’t allow me to go on fieldtrips with the other children because they “didn’t know how to care for me”. My Mom wanted to go with them, but they didn’t let her, so I had to stay at home. This still breaks my heart all those years later thinking about it, because I know diabetic children TODAY who have to endure this kind of behaviour against them.
I want people to understand how hard this shit is. This is a chronic illness that kills people. There is no break from it and if you ignore it you’ll feel the consequences in the long way. Still it is treated like a joke and I’m just so tired of it. I don’t want to constantly annoy people with this, but I also feel like that this is a part of me I cannot get rid of. I have a lot of anger concerning this topic and it’s not really getting better. I don’t know if that’s good or bad tbh.
Got myself a diabetes-themed tattoo a few years back to remind myself that these now 18 years are a big fuck you to every stupid comment I had to listen to.
I'm so proud of every diabetic, doesn't matter for how long you've had it, that you are still here and fight on.
The girl
I'm the girl who winds up carrying everyone's stuff because I have to bring a large purse to fit in all my supplies I'm the girl who's always asking if someone has a sweet or anything with sugar I'm the girl who has a drugstore in her wallet I'm the girl who sits down after too long (or not that much actually) time standing up because she was feeling dizzy I'm the girl who always has the AC on because she's always running out of air I'm the girl with the needle marks in her tummy I'm the girl with the constant lab analysis I'm the girl with the doctor's phone number on speed dial I'm the girl who needs a prescription to travel because they won't let anything sharp on a plane I'm the girl who orders Diet Coke even if she's having a large cheese burger I'm the girl who can't go on roller coasters I'm the girl who passes out if the shower's too hot I'm the girl whose hands are always cold I'm the girl with the Powerade/Gatorade I'm the girl who's always doing math with her food I'm the girl who can't skip meals or not sleep enough I'm the girl who takes an hour filling out a medical history form I'm the girl who can always have complications even with a paper cut I'm the girl with the wrecked autonomous system I'm the girl with the useless pancreas I'm the girl with the autoimmune syndrome I'm the girl with the chronic illness I'm the girl with diabetes type 1 and POTS But I'm also many other girls