Dealing with a diabetic parent

My father is a huge part of my life – and although he has successfully managed to annoy me for the biggest part of my adult life, his opinion has always been what mattered the most.
Growing up with a parent that is diabetic is difficult – as they tend to be slightly temperamental but it gets harder when they don’t take care of themselves. My father is the kind of man that lives life carefree and never takes into consideration what tomorrow will bring – he always says if he’s going to go – he wants to go happy.

What he also hasn’t factored in, is how this path to ‘happiness’ affects the rest of his family, so naturally we have been going through one scare after the other with him going in and out of hospitals because of his sugar level…so that’s where he is now and as I write this I am terrified for him and so annoyed at him for putting us through this again…Allah Kareem….

Back again

It's been a while since I was last here - tell you the truth, didn't think that there was anything inside me to share with anyone. But I must confess that I missed the freedom and therapy of blogging - so here I find myself again...