We had a great time at our local JDRF Walk to Cure Diabetes.
A friend brought another friend, whom I’d never met, to the Walk.
I introduced myself to this gal and thanked her for joining us, and she said, “I’m happy to be here. My great grandfather had diabetes. He ended up having both of his legs amputated. I remember when I was a little girl and he had legs, and I remember years later when he had none. Then, his son, my grandfather, also had diabetes. He also had amputations due to his diabetes, but he didn’t lose his legs entirely.”
Classic! I meet this woman, and the first thing she tells me is that! At the Walk, I was feeling on top of the world, so she didn’t get me down. But, is that classic or what?!
Later on, she shared another whopper. “I have a friend who has diabetes. He takes lizard spit. It really helps to control his sugar level,” she said.
“Lizard spit?” I asked, thinking it was just some silly moniker. When I was a kid, my father, who was a pharmacist, used to call antibiotic ointment “frog juice.” He would put frog juice on my cuts and scrapes to prevent infections. I was thinking this guy’s lizard spit was like my father’s frog juice. Nope!
“Yes, lizard spit,” she said.
I told her about frog juice.
“No, this isn’t just a name. It’s the real thing, actual lizard spit. I can get you the information on it, if you want to try it for Jack. My friend swears by it.”
Who knew?! Lizard spit!
Diabetes schmiabetes! I’m going to get Jack some lizard spit, and we’ll be on our way to blood sugar bliss!
P.S. I’ll post Walk pics soon. :)