Today I didn't test my bloods at breakfast time. Well, to be honest I couldn't decide how I would determine when my fasting level would be; partly due to not really fasting (7ish hour flight, and you know how the food comes......), and the in-flight breakfast being serves at 04:30, which was actually 23:30 body time. So, I gave myself a break on the basis I should have been OK.
I was curious to test around my in-flight meal last night, which was a pre-ordered diabetic meal. I did actually agree with myself I wouldn't bother asking for a diabetic meal after last time, but sort of forgot. Ooops. So, the following is my meal:
And this is the debris, once I had finished.
I was 4.1 after. I hadn't tested before, which is unlike my usually structured approach, but my meal was suddenly upon me, and I didn't want to go wandering off to test at the last minute. Anyway, I was 4.1 after 2 hours, so we'll call that no damage.
Both dinner and breakfast ordinary meals had options I would have considered to be at least as diabetic friendly. For example, the normal meal had a salad leaves starter, as did the diabetic option, but the diabetic option for 50%, by volume pasta. The saving grace is that although both meals had carbs, the portion sizes were modest.
But, that's me back in UK. I'm pretty shattered today as I hardly slept overnight. I'm feeling very cold, which I am sure is also the fatigue impacting too. Sometimes I just don't understand myself. I am now awaiting as internet shopping delivery for get myself going, but why oh why did I find it to be crucial to defrost the freezer today?!?? Actually, it was party due to the freezer not being too full, and quite a decent opportunity. I haven't ordered any frozen food for delivery, but I will be freezing some of the fresh, so it's back on, and coming back down to temp.
Happy days.