Every time I take a shower I want to cry when I look down and see my toe isn't there anymore. It's something I can hide from the rest of the world. No one else has to see. But when I look down at it everyday, there's that lump in my throat.
Some days are harder than others. I give myself pep talks. I tell myself that there is no sense in crying over spilled milk. I tell myself to be thankful that it wasn't worse. I tell myself to be good with managing the diabetes so it doesn't happen again.
In the end though, I blame myself every day. I keep wondering what I could have done differently. I had not been diagnosed with diabetes yet when I got that blister on my toe, but I knew it ran in my family. There are a lot of "what ifs" that burn in my mind. There are days I absolutely hate myself. There are days that I question, "why me?".
I say that I can hide it from people, but that's not really true. Living in a smaller community everyone knows my toe is gone even if they can't see it is missing. That hurts too. Well meaning people ask about it, but it makes me uncomfortable. I guess that's because I haven't completely accepted it yet.
Diabetes is an evil wretched thing. It got my toe, but it won't get the rest of me. One sucker punch is all I will allow it to have. I know I'm always going to be afraid any time I have any twinges or pain in my feet. I will just have to deal with it the best I can.
Maybe someday I'll stop blaming myself. Maybe someday I'll get rid of that lump in my throat when I get in the shower.
CW
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