IRENA GOES OUT

IRENA GOES OUT

Irena goes out to “DUNKIN”

And often brings me a treat…

I don’t really need it

But I’ll share it with my wife to eat!

–Jonathan Caswell

OOPS—MISSED IT!

OOPS–MISSED IT!

Over an hour ago

I got a special E-mail…

Asking if I took

My insulin without fail.

–

I said I really would

But then got awful busy…

I’d better do it now

Or risk being dizzy!

–

This wonderful meeting of minds

And hearts will have to wait…

For I need my medicine

To work on the food I ate.

–Jonathan Caswell

DIABETIC DUMBBELL

DIABETIC DUMBBELL

 

His wife as he was leaving, said,

“Remember, use your head…

Don’t overindulge

Growing your bulge,

I don’t you showing up dead.”

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He went out with a grin

And proceeded to give in…

Went for his sack

To inject on track,

Had forgotten his insulin!

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He’d left it there on the table

So was unable…

To correct

And deflect

The levels his eating enabled.

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The moral of the story here

Is medically abundantly clear…

Take along your full kit

Or you’re done for it,

When you’ve had too much cheer!

 

–Jonathan Caswell

 

FOOT SORE

FOOT SORE

 

Little plastic ties on the floor,

‘Though I don’t lay track anymore…

Little railroad ties

Make me realize

It doesn’t take much for a sore.

 

–Jonathan Caswell