Well this morning my fasting blood sugar was higher than it’s ever been and I felt really low about it, I was so down I sort of pressed the self destruct button at lunch time and “treated” myself to a can of monster energy drink (with sugar) and consumed my body weight in carbs. No it didn’t make me feel any better and I realise the stupidity of what I did. I guess the question is how do you cope when you’re having one of those days and what do you do to keep it together? No need to call me an idiot I’m fully aware of my shortcomings
You do realise that if this wasn't diabetes.co.uk, it'd be, at least for the T2 part of the forum, foldingdeckchairs.co.uk, right? Everyone stumbles at one point or another. Probably more than one point. More than ten even. Or a hundred. Sometimes you just need to be "stupid", even if you realise the cost. But the pleasant thing: there's a new day tomorrow. No spike is so big, you can't fix it in the same week, or same day even.
What do I do to keep it together? Something that's very hard for me to do, because I was partially raised by a narcissist and that makes me find fault in just about everything I do, even breathing. But... I try to be a little
forgiving towards myself. Not easy, but necessary. And then I try to find things to eat that are lush, decadent, and low carb, so I can still feel like I'm not depriving myself of anything, while still staying in range.
Right now my diet is insane. I've been having problems with a molar, and after many, many rootcanal proceidures, had the damned thing pulled. Then that hole got infected, and it's all just a mess. I've been on a liquid diet for about five weeks now, I think. I did have some semi-solids yesterday evening without having to grab morphine straight after, (Yay!). But between inflammation hiking my blood sugars, and just drinking watered down tomato juice and watered down coconut milk, I don't punish myself overmuch when I have some soup which I know will spike me. Soups kick my b*tt, haven't had them in about 6 or 7 years, but this past week... I got so weak, had so little vitamins and minerals, I thought, well... Bring on the soup and spikes! So whether it's because of health issues, necessity, a bit of mental resistance to the whole T2 thing, holidays, vacations, there are always a multitude of reasons why one would do the folding deckchair thing. And it's fine. Really. Just as long as you get back on the wagon eventually.
You're going to be fine.
Hugs,
Jo