Whilst we all know how it feels to be diagnosed and the turmoil it creates usually our partners, parents, children do not. I was quite obsessive to start with and would sit at dinner eating a small salad with sardines (for instance) whilst they tucked into lasagna! I would expound on the virtues of low carb, complain about the problems I was having with Metformin, take at length about diet and if we all wanted to go out and eat would insist on Nando's (or somewhere similar) rather than GBK or their favourite chinese. They never said anything... they all supported me and ate whatever low carb food I put infront of them, came walking with me to keep me company etc.. and I didn't really question whether I was being selfish. One day when peeling off my bun in burger king and telling my son not to have the coke he said " this is all very boring mum, you are the one with the problem not me."
To start with I was quite cross at his attitude but the more I thought about it I realised how boring I had become - all my conversations leading back to one place. I (very luckily) have a lovely husband and two children, none of whom are overweight, all exercise frequently - my daughter rows and my son plays rugby and my huband cycles 8 miles to work and back every day. They have all supported me throughout so.... now....
I don't talk about it (or as little as possible), I cook us all the same meals but I don't eat the pasta, rice, bread or potatoes etc.. (although I am doing the Newcastle diet at the moment so I just cook for them) I make sure that all their food at home is home cooked, not processed and contains no added sugar and when we go out, they choose where and I just adapt to the menu.
Diabetes is hard on everyone and it is so easy to forget our families in all of this so I really sympathise with both of the people in this story!