I was talking to my mom about some health related symptoms at dinner last night, and she said “Hmmm.  You should probably get tested for diabetes.  Uncle Timmy has diabetes.” (Tim is her brother)

I gave her a blank stare.

Then, I said:

If I have diabetes AND cancer, I am

going to be SOOOO pissed.

And then I added, “But if I do have diabetes, I’m going to pronounce it ‘dia-bee-tus’  like Wilford Brimley on those commercials.”

My mom’s comeback, “Yes, you should be soooo pissed.  But first you should get tested.”

And so:

Dear Allah, Buddah, Jeebus, and Superman,

Please don’t let me have diabetes.  That would suck.  All I know about diabetes is from Turk on Scrubs.  They play games to guess his numbers.  I like games.  Please let me live a long and diabetes-free life playing games that have nothing to do with diabetes.

Lots o’ diabetes-free love,

Robin