Post for day 21 of the Health Activist Writer’s Month Challenge and the prompt is: Health Madlib Poem.

OK, the gibberish below is just that.  Pure, unedited, computer generated gibberish.  I followed the instructions of the prompt, went to the suggested website, filled in the parts of speech, clicked generate, and the mess below is what was thrown back at me.

Much like this gibberish, nothing about life with any of the types of diabetes makes sense. Nothing about life with congestive heart failure makes much sense either.
There are, however, somethings about this mess that are a big part of life with these diseases.

When my blood glucose is too high, you get gibberish.  When it’s too low, you get gibberish.  There’s grumpiness, unhappy doctors, concerned friends and family, bloody middle fingers, and trips to expensive pharmacies.  And there are people on twitter who understand the gibberish.

And, if none of what I just said makes sense, well…my blood glucose level probably has something to do with it.  Better go check.

all in small

All in small went my meter listeneding
on a middle finger of red
into the sharp blood .

grumpy unhappy lancet ed important and ing
the excited result before.

clean be they than clumsy logs
the inaccuracte tight result
the tight excited result .

grumpy tight doctor at a disappointed office
the helpful nurse before.

scales at blood pressure cuff went my meter listeneding
listeneding the smile down
into the sharp blood .

grumpy unhappy lancet ed important and ing
the old-fashioned frown before.

red be they than quaint tight medicine
the unhappy disappointed result
the quick important n result .

grumpy quick pharmacy at a red car
the sweet home before.

friends at blog went my meter listeneding
listeneding the phone call down
into the sharp blood .

grumpy unhappy lancet ed important and ing
the sweet girlfriend before.

concerned be they than dreary mother
the nosy lively result
the relieved long result .

grumpy relieved work at the small phone call
the long boss before.

All in small went my meter listeneding
on a middle finger of red
into the sharp blood .

grumpy unhappy lancet ed important and ing
my twitter tested friends before.

– Mike & e.e. cummings