The Beatles: A Love Story
Ten years ago today I feel in love a band. Ten years ago today I was not a Diabetic. Ten years ago I was 11.
The diabetic thing is kind of shocking to me. I have been a diabetic a loooong time. It's who I am.
On the morning of December 8th 2000 I woke up for 6th grade just like every other morning. I turned on Good Morning America like I did everyday before that. It was the 20th anniversary of John Lennon's death and murder. I had no idea who he was, I was 11. Buthe songs they played I knew. I remember thinking about him a lot that day. I told Amanda and Mairin about it, and Chelsey Waz later on. In fact, I left playing at her house early so I could go home and watch the specials on him on VH1. ((Thank you VH1 for at one point n typ being a great music channel)) I have no idea why I wanted to watch these things so bad, but I did.
In a couple of months, March 2001 to be exact Iwas diagnosed with diabetes, and spent a week in the hosepital.
After that is when I REALLY started to like the beatles. Like OBBSESSTION. But that's okay. You know those young 12 year ol beatles fans you find on TUMBLR? That was me on;y I wason a website called helpgame.net (RIP HELPGAME)
Our story continues to Spring 2002. It was the end of my 7th grade. We were supposed to go to Darien Lake for a feild trip, and I was so excited. When I woke up that morning, I barely knew who I was. I was having a low blood sugar reaction. Basically, I was still going the puberty (puberty is in a nutshell what caused my pancreas to shut down and is what gave me diabetes in the first place. CURSES) and sometimes my pancreas would work, and sometimes it wouldn't. My blood sugar was all over the place all the time. What the doctors told me at the time is that dring the night my bood sugar either spiked, or dropped (cant remember) and I may have had a seizure, and no one knew. I woke up really fucked up. I knew something was wrong but I couldn't really grasp it. I had wet the bed. I kept trying to get off the bed, but then I would throw myself back on it, pretending like I was on a Roller Coaster at Darien Lake.
My mom finally woke up. Her, and Jill (who was still in high school) kept trying to feed me sugar. I strongly doubt that Jill was any help in that situation, lol. It wasn't working though, I wasn't 'coming back." So My mom decided to take me to the hosepital. She brought Jill with her. This is where it all connects. I was lying in the back seat, I was gone, I barely knew who I was, I barely knew who my family was. But in my head, I was going over and over the words to "A Hard Days Night" and I knew every word stil. I knew then I was okay. I didn't really understand it at the time, but now...I don't know where I would be without them. They've literally saved my life countless times, and that's why they're so important to me. That is what makes them amazing.
They're still relevent to any music topic today, 40 years later. People still relate to what they sang about. Their music is absolutly timeless, no one can really argue otherwise.
R.I.P. John Lennon. 30 years is to long, without you on this Earth.