I was first sent to a NHS nutritionalist almost 9 years ago with my T2. It was coming up to Christmas. She was obese - strange ad for a nutritionalist?
Anyway, I asked her (being innocent and naive) about mince pies. Her words "I'm not going to ruin your Christmas. If you want a couple of mince pies, you have them" (Didn't want to ruin my Christmas, but apparently didn't mind ruining my life)
Her parting words were "On the way out, their is a tin of Roses chocolates a grateful patient gave me. Help yourself"
My wife was with me, as we assumed there would be all sorts of dietary changes she'd have to make. But apparently not. Just eat loads of spuds. We both agreed this diabetes thing wasn't so bad after all.
I had some more Roses chocs over Christmas, after a mince pie, and tested with my new testing machine. Interesting readings.