The other day I was writing a story about a boy with diabetes.
He falls in love
(because he’s seventeen) with the girl who works at the local bakery and he goes there almost every day to buy cupcakes. Just to see her smile. Except Mondays because she doesn’t work on Mondays.
He never eats the cupcakes. Even though they get prettier every week.
It’s probably going to turn out into a weird story, but it got me thinking about health. How big a deal is him having diabetes for the story? Does this boy considers himself healthy?
I believe health is not just the absence of sickness. It is possible to feel healthy even when you’re in a wheelchair or have some other difficult issue. Being healthy is to be able to face life’s challenges. And by that I don’t just mean the physical ones, but also the financial/social/mental challenges everyone has to face sooner or later.
If you’re not healthy all the other challenges are far more challenging.
This probably doesn’t make sense..
Anyway I decided that the only problem my diabetic boy has, is that he doesn’t know how to talk to a girl.
Other than that he feels perfectly healthy.