A four line poem about: your type.
Today marks the six year anniversary of my diagnosis as a Type One diabetic. But, far more enjoyably, it's also my third annual Diabetes Donut Day.
I went back to the Canadian Maple this year - I'd actually forgotten that's what I had the first time, I just remembered I'd had an Apple Fritter last year and wanted something different.
Also: there's enough snow on the ground for Kat and I to go snowshoeing in the orchard. So that's what we did.
If I'd been given the choice,
I would have surely picked none;
But I had not the privilege,I was just labeled Type One.