- Messages
- 4,388
- Location
- Suffolk, UK
- Type of diabetes
- Type 2
- Treatment type
- Tablets (oral)
- Dislikes
- Diet drinks - the artificial sweeteners taste vile.
Having to forswear foods I have loved all my life.
Trying to find low carb meals when eating out.
I've been comfort eating this year after a bladder cancer diagnosis.
Thankfully all clear at the moment, but understandably I was filling my boots in case I got a serious or terminal diagnosis.
Eat, drink and be merry because tomorrow you die is something of a mission statement.
Anyway my latest Hba1c is 8.7, up from 7.0, so I need to take steps.
I've fitted a libre 2 and am looking at the readings sideways with one eye shut.
Urgh.
Now eating a cheese omelette and drinking white wine and contemplating the glories left behind me.
I know that you can eat a satisfying and varied low carb diet because I've been at this game a long time.
However I also have a 60+ year history of indulgence which was a whole lot more fun.
I've had a self indulgent splurge, and ever since the "all clear" I've been waiting for my next Hba1c to see how my body is coping.
Not well is the answer.
So back on the wagon, slapped wrists from my DSN, and a big bucket load of grim determination.
How was your day?
Thankfully all clear at the moment, but understandably I was filling my boots in case I got a serious or terminal diagnosis.
Eat, drink and be merry because tomorrow you die is something of a mission statement.
Anyway my latest Hba1c is 8.7, up from 7.0, so I need to take steps.
I've fitted a libre 2 and am looking at the readings sideways with one eye shut.
Urgh.
Now eating a cheese omelette and drinking white wine and contemplating the glories left behind me.
I know that you can eat a satisfying and varied low carb diet because I've been at this game a long time.
However I also have a 60+ year history of indulgence which was a whole lot more fun.
I've had a self indulgent splurge, and ever since the "all clear" I've been waiting for my next Hba1c to see how my body is coping.
Not well is the answer.
So back on the wagon, slapped wrists from my DSN, and a big bucket load of grim determination.
How was your day?