Trying to Explain...

I took a client of mine to the doctor. 

While at the doctor we discussed some serious

problems and feelings my client was having. 

This client happens to be diabetic. 

While in there, seeing it ( i'm using "it" because 

I obviously can't say anything else

but he/she is too tempting

so "it" it is. ) feel pain and the thought of going through medical

issues alone, as well as other complicating issues

with it's health, I felt 

so helpless. 

I supported it, I rubbed it's hand, 

I provided encouraging words. 

Then we got into the car. All of a sudden 

we were talking and there it burst. 

I told it how mad I was that when I was diagnosed 

I felt like I had no one 

to compare my life to. 

The life I had known, was different, 

those years in high school, middle school and 

elementary school

was all a blur. 

I remember having flashbacks of memories
I had as a kid and the thought that

i might have not had those has this

annoying member of my body 

(diabetes)

never entered it. 

I was able to provide my client

with being that person that remembers people asking

"You're diabetic, can you eat that?"

or

"but does it have sugar in it"

I remember feeling like I had no rights, 

I was given up to this disease

that there is no cure for, 

and I 

among all of these

other "normal" people and college students

was no longer normal. 

I told my client how I felt, 

how yes, the thought that I now am at a higher risk of complications 

like loosing my legs/feet

going blind

heart disease

organ damage

kidney failure

stroke

heart attack..

just to name a few of my later in life 

relatives, 

we were able to relate. 

and then it said the one thing I wasn't expecting to here

"you know Cass, if i wouldn't have met you when I did, 

i might have died drinking my 

regular Mountain Dew"

and THAT made my day. 

Sometimes you don't have to explain how you feel, 

someone, despite any other factors

GETS YOU. 

AMEN to that!!!