The Flame of Hope is an eternal flame that honors Sir Frederick Banting’s discovery of insulin, as well as all those who have been affected by diabetes. Simultaneously, it serves as a reminder that insulin controls diabetes but does not cure it; ultimately, it stands for the hope that a cure will soon be found.

The Flame will only be extinguished when a cure for diabetes is developed. The team responsible for finding the cure will be flown in to do so.

The Flame of Hope was kindled before 4,000 spectators by Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth the Queen Mother on July 7, 1989.

What Diabetes Is

Ever since the unicorn frappucino was released, I’ve seen an uptick in “diabeetus” jokes. I’ve also seen people posting pictures of candy and cake and saying “Look at my diabeetus ha ha ha,” as if diabetes is some type of joke.

Diabetes is not a frappucino. There is no such thing as “diabetes on a plate” or “diabetes in a cup.” Let me tell you what diabetes actually is.

Diabetes is a small child dying of ketoacidosis because the doctor in the ER thought that child had the flu.

Diabetes is parents who can’t sleep through the night because they have to get up and check their child’s blood sugar during the night to make sure their child hasn’t gone into insulin shock or diabetic coma.

Diabetes is waking up in the middle of the floor covered in bruises and rug burn because you fell asleep after taking insulin but before eating the food that you took the insulin for, and your blood sugar crashed, causing you to fall off the couch and have a seizure.

Diabetes is having to decide whether there is enough insulin to last until you get paid or whether you will skip a meal or two so that you can take less insulin and save money on groceries.

Diabetes is not getting enough sleep because your blood sugar was too high, meaning that you got out of bed to go to the bathroom multiple times, or too low, meaning that you got out of bed to treat the low and then stayed awake to be sure it didn’t go low again.

Diabetes is going to a trendy eating place and discovering they don’t serve diet drinks because “aspartame is poison” and having them tell you to drink orange juice instead.

Diabetes is finding out that your kidneys or eyesight or digestive system or circulation is failing after you’ve lived with the disease for decades.

Diabetes is having people say “So lose weight and it will go away” or “Your kid got that because you fed them too much sugar”.

Diabetes is living every day with a disease that you know could shorten your lifespan while politicians blame people who have your disease for costing the health care system money, as if it’s your fault your immune system decided to attack you.

Friendly reminder from a type one diabetic to NOT use the “OMG I’M GONNA GET DIABEETUS” jokes as a response to anything (pictures of unhealthy food, favorite fanfictions, etc.) because:
1) It’s pretty offensive. I’m not overly offended personally because this joke doesn’t Target type one diabetes, but type two (and type one) diabetes imposes serious health risks. It’s not ok to make fun of that.
2) It spreads misinformation. Type one and type two diabetes are very different, but you don’t get either type from one unhealthy meal. Furthermore, I don’t need people who only know the diabeetus meme telling me “You can’t eat that! You’re diabetic!”. I promise I understand how my disease works.
3) It’s 2017. The joke has died out, I promise!

Notes for Episode 97-
- Percy staring into the orb of death some nights
- KIMALLURA GOT MARRIED (and VM wasn’t invited I wonder why…. XD)
- Cass has a direct line of communication to Allura in case of emergencies
- Vaxleth had a bath scene off camera
- Percy being super happy and excited and spinning Vex around then running to tell people about the Orb
- JB gets to work in the library. Reading. *i melt*

I see posts from other PWDs all the time referring to their pancreas as being “dead”.


The beta cells, maybe, but not the entire organ. We still have alpha cells (which produce glucagon, the hormone that tells the liver to release glycogen) and our pancreases are still producing digestive bicarbonate to neutralize the acidic chyme from our stomachs as it enters our small intestine. Our pancreases are still very much alive. They were attacked, yes, and suffered damage, but THEY ARE NOT DEAD!

To the People Who Make Diabetes Jokes:

I hope you realize that it’s not sugar and “diabeetus.”

I hope you realize it’s waking up at 3AM, shaking and dizzy and using all of your energy to find your blood sugar kit, and then more to find something to treat the low.

I hope you realize that it’s little black bumps on your fingertips from countless blood sugar checks.

I hope you realize that it’s scarring on your stomach, arms, and legs from injections and insulin pump sites.

I hope you realize it’s not being able to just eat anything when your friends do without worrying about a major blood sugar spike.

I hope you realize it’s getting unwanted attention in school when you do a blood sugar check or one of your devices beeps.

I hope you realize that it’s trying to stay in the best shape possible, and still hearing all of the fat and eating jokes.

I hope you realize that we’ve been hearing these jokes all our lives, and we’re going to be hearing them until the end.

I hope you realize that these jokes aren’t cool or funny.

I hope you realize that using our struggle as the punchline to your jokes makes you look like an ass.

Full Story

I got the diabeetus.

Flashback, I had to stop working to take care of my mom who has dementia. The more care I gave her the less attention I paid to myself.

Fast forward to about a week ago when I became too fatigued to help anybody. I texted my sister. Now she’s taking care of mom while I’m stuck in the hospital.

Long story short, I’m doing better and should be home soon.

Uhm, little rant.

So yesterday I saw something on facebook. Here in germany there are facebook pages that post some random facts everyday. So I saw that fact saying that there will be cream cheeses in certain stores that taste like bounty and snickers and twix.
As I was reading the comments (there were thousands of comments and of course I didn’t read them all) I was shocked. So many people were writing things like “I will never eat these, I don’t want to get diabetes!” or “haha, that’s diabetes cream cheese” or even some were tagging their freinds and saying “You shouldn’t have eaten things like these because now you’re diabetic”. And so many people wrote “diabetis” (that’s the german equivalent to “diabeetus”).
The worst one was a girl, on her profile picture she looked like maybe 13 or 14 years old, that wrote “Guys, this is not how you get diabetes. I am diabetic and eating sugar does not mean that everbody gets diabetes.” and there were people commenting below, saying “haha, look at you, you’re so fat (which she wasn’t), it’s your own fault you got diabetes!” or “Maybe if you didn’t eat so much you wouldn’t have gotten diabetic.”
This shocked me. I am living in germany. In my country, education is free. Every kid has to go to school here and parents don’t have to pay (only if you want to go to non governmental schools, but that’s not the point). I learned about diabetes in school when I was 13. Every.damn.kid. learns about this disease here. But there were even adults who worte such idiotic comments. And there ware not only a few comments but so so many! Like? Guys, you learned about that at school! And it really isn’t hard to understand what causes diabetes!
Sorry for that rant, I just wanted to get this off my chest.