I hope none of you ever know the misery of diabetes

I hope you never know the burn of shoving a needle in your body 3-4 times a day and sticking your finger or arm morning noon and night to draw blood for a reading. No, I'm not a fatty who couldn't keep the fork out of his mouth. I didn't get it until I was 35 and it hit me out of nowhere. Enjoy not having to count carbs or wonder if a stroke or heart attack is gonna cut you down without warning. I pray none of you know what it's like to have blood sugar so low you're drenched in sweat and gasping for breath, or feet that feel like a pincushion.

I'm halfway thru a bottle of whiskey tonight, ate a steak fried in garlic butter and had a huge pile of onion rings. In case you're wondering, at this very moment I simply don't give a shit. I would take as much pain and misery as humanly possible if it somehow spared a little one from a life like this.