I must not get diabeetus.

Diabeetus is the mind-killer.

Diabeetus is the little death that brings foot amputations.

I will face my insulin injection.

I will let it pass over me and through me.

And when it has gone past, I will turn the test strip to see my blood-sugar.

Where the diabeetus has gone there will be nothing.

Only Wilford Brimley will remain.