It is four in the morning. The Jetstar A330 from Osaka touches down at nearby Cairns Airport. I hear the long braking run. No reverse thrust is used, thoughtful pilots.

I wake from a weird dream. Low sugar?

Yep, I’m still a diabetic.

With heavy heart I start the daily diabetes grind: check blood, correct, eat, exercise, inject, check, correct, etc., etc.

Some days are like that.

Then I open Facebook. The first post in my feed contains some photos by a ‘friend’ who lives at the other side of the world. I’ve never met him, know little about him, will most likely never meet him, yet it’s as if he has been a best buddy for years.

The wonder of Facebook.

The photo is of his daughter’s delight at receiving her first wheelchair.

My troubles are mere trifles.