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A coworker asked me if I knew of a cake mix that was sugar free. She was asked to bake a cake for a friend who has diabetes.
That began the carbohydrate lesson.
"The thing is, although something may say 'Sugar Free' or 'Reduced Sugar' it may still have carbs in it which is what effects blood sugar. Sugar is included in that number." I did my best to not get too technical.
"Well I bought this one to try but I thought I would check with you to see if you knew of a better one," she said.
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Am I a man, or even a person- or just a type with an age?
Should I be mad at what they think-what kind of war should I wage?
"You can overcome diabetes and make it part of your past"
But as an autoimmune, I declare that their thinking should not last!
"Check your blood sugar; you seem to be having a bad day"
Must it always be related to diabetes in every way?
"Should you be eating that brownie, too much sugar you know"
Should I explain the meaning of bolus and my expertise in insulin flow?
"Why, here, did you go so low- you really deserve this excessive blame"
It is just one bad day- not always easy to play this daily game!
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Am I a man, or even a person- or just a type with an age?
Should I be mad at what they think-what kind of war should I wage?
"You can overcome diabetes and make it part of your past"
But as an autoimmune, I declare that their thinking should not last!
"Check your blood sugar; you seem to be having a bad day"
Must it always be related to diabetes in every way?
"Should you be eating that brownie, too much sugar you know"
Should I explain the meaning of bolus and my expertise in insulin flow?
"Why, here, did you go so low- you really deserve this excessive blame"
It is just one bad day- not always easy to play this daily game!
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As the holidays approach so to do the fears of having high blood sugars. It never fails, I dream of making it through Thanksgiving and Christmas without hyperglycemia. But as I sit down and see all the beautiful voluptuous foods, I can't help but to chow down on everything!
I go through the meats, breads, veggies, casseroles, and then come the desserts. And after all that I usually go through for a second swipe at all my favorites from the first trip.
This is why I sometimes take my shot
after meals, especially on the holidays. This way I can sit back and think about everything that I have had and start doing the math in my head. This can lead to overeating though, because I think to myself, "well, I might as well just keep eating and just take more insulin."
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As I was driving home from my dad's last night, Olivia and I started talking about her dad. He's not exactly a role model-type guy and they've had a very rocky relationship for the last two plus years.
The conversation started off discussing my concerns about The Bug and Olivia commented that she didn't think the other girls could get diabetes since it didn't run in the family. I said that we didn't know that, given that her father's side of the family has an obsession with hiding the facts. After a brief discussion of her grandfather's parentage and the fact that most of his family, and her grandmother's, for that matter, were still in Ireland, she told me that a comment her dad made years ago had stuck with her for a long time.
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When I was little, I imagined a perfect life. I picked careers, pretended to make life-changing decisions and pictured my future. Nothing was affected by realistic needs and the facts of my life. I could be anything and never worry about discrimination in the workplace. I could live anywhere and not stress over medical access or insurance. My mind was limitless.
Now I make these life-changing decisions for real: I pick future careers, places to live and potential spouses. Now I have limits. My decisions factor in my diabetes and my future with diabetes. I look at things like job requirements, insurance benefits and personal reactions to my diabetes. Everything is affected by it.
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Since getting my hands on a review copy of Jenny Ruhl's new book, "Blood Sugar 101: What they don't tell you about diabetes" (
Technion Books), I haven't been able to put it down.
Finally, an intellegent book about type 2 diabetes that tells it like it is and offers practical advice without talking down to me or engaging in quackery. Reading it, I feel like I did when met best friend Sue in middle school or when first found
Diabetic Mommy. There's someone else who gets it!
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The evening was perfect. My friends and I looked like we just stepped out of a magazine. I finally got a dress to work (thanks to an ingenious idea that I'll cover in a future post!). We even valeted the car. Everything was fabulous.
After chatting and perusing the silent auction items, we headed into the Ballroom of the Americas for dinner and the main events. I was excited to be there, excited to be part of such a personal and amazing fundraising event. I didn't realize how excited I would be as the night progressed. I didn't realize how carried away I would be by the actual facts.
Dinner was magnificent. The food was scrumptious. The presentation was perfect. Dessert was the best part. Chocolate napoleon with chocolate covered strawberries. Two of my favorite things. I even judged the carbs and activity perfectly (I ended the evening at 130).
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I have this odd affinity for walking into people. You know when you're walking in the same path as someone and by trying to avoid them, you repeatedly pick the same direction they're trying to go? Eventually you both laugh and calmly coordinate which direction each of you will go in and thank each other for the "dance." Maybe this happens to you once a week or once a month. Me? I "dance" with strangers easily five times a day at work. I've got a problem. I often go the wrong way.
Sorry, just a bit of stream of consciousness.
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I'm interested in the high fructose corn syrup (HFCS) debate, which has been in the news again. I believe it probably is a factor in the "epidemic" of obesity and type 2 diabetes.
I thought the Corn Refiners Association's ads this fall (here & here were a touch defensive. Can you say "the lady doth protest too much"?
What I missed until now was the hilarious YouTube backlash at these ads. Watch this, or this or search for HFCS and peruse dozens of videos.
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