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May 16th, 2008
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I nearly ran over myself coming downstairs after putting the kids to bed last night. It was shortly after 8 p.m. and I had had a chocolate craving all day. Actually, I had been craving carbs all day. Chewy and sweet was what I was after. And, I wanted brownies. Fudge brownies. When I have a craving, it's bad. I haven't had one this bad in a long time.

"Mmmm, don't you want some ice cream?" I prodded my husband.

"No, I'm not an ice cream-aholic like you are," he said. I was disappointed. I thought I could have convinced him to join me in some indulgence.

I didn't need it anyway, I thought to myself, so it's just as well that he didn't want that hot fudge sundae I had been talking about earlier. But, man, this desire to eat was absolutely intense. So I sat down on the couch with a box of Fruit Loops.

"I thought that medicine made you not hungry," my husband said, joining me on the couch. (READ MORE)



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Scanning the aisles of the grocery store, I was looking for something brownie-ish. As usual, I was assaulted by the donut counter as soon as I walked in the door (location, location, location!). But with no chocolate cake donuts with chocolate icing, it was easy for me to walk past. I quickly perused the bakery area for something tantalizing, and was actually pleased that nothing struck my fancy.

I have learned lately that when I have a craving I have to be very specific with myself or I wind up eating more that I bargained for because I'm not satisfied. So I can't go after something that's "just chocolate." I have to consider texture, temperature and portion size. (READ MORE)



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"What's the matter," my husband wanted to know as I fell into a well-needed hug last night.

"Blech. My period's kicking my ass and it's not even here yet," I blurted.

To be absolutely frank, I loathe what my period does to my diabetes management. Yesterday I was doing absolutely excellent-for a while that is. I had a semi-high fasting of 150, but after a walk and two hours I was down to a respectable 114. Two hours later I tested at 70 and enjoyed a snack even though I wasn't really hungry. Barely two hours later I was ready for lunch and tested at 107, which I was very happy with. (READ MORE)



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Julia
Julia lives behind the Tofu Curtain, in the Pioneer Valley, in Western Massachusetts. It’s a nice place. She likes it there. Her eldest daughter, Olivia, has type 1 diabetes. She’s also 13. It’s a real toss-up as to which is more difficult – the diabetes or the teen-age drama. (Read More)

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