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Let's have a grumble. I feel like a grumble.
Don't you just hate it when people won't, or can't, take 'No, thanks' for an answer?
I was at a coffee morning recently. I don't do this sort of thing much, for obvious reasons. There was coffee, which is good. I like coffee. There were also biscuits and cakes. I just bet type 1's can guess what happened next. The hostess knows I am diabetic.
'Sandra, are you allowed to have a piece of cake? It's home made.
I won't, thanks. Bet it's delicious tho.
Oh, can't you have just a small piece?
I'm ok thanks. Just coffee will be great.
Oh you poor thing. How about a biscuit then?
No really, thanks I'm fine. (Sheesh!)
A plain biscuit? I think I have some rich tea somewhere.
No really. Don't go to any trouble. I'm fine. Honest. (Not that keen on stale rich tea bickies to be honest).
I could fetch you some cheese. You can eat cheese can't you?'
Etc etc.
I get so, so tired of this.
I know people mean well, I really do. And it's not just about the BG. I'm also thinking about the jeans that I can get into now. I really don't mind not scoffing cake and biscuits. I've got used to it. I really don't feel deprived. If I'm absobloodylutely desperate for something sweet occasionally I will have some. But in the normal course of events I really don't mind bring the only one in the room not eating the sodding cake!
Grrrrrrrr.
I feel better now.
What about you all?
Don't you just hate it when people won't, or can't, take 'No, thanks' for an answer?
I was at a coffee morning recently. I don't do this sort of thing much, for obvious reasons. There was coffee, which is good. I like coffee. There were also biscuits and cakes. I just bet type 1's can guess what happened next. The hostess knows I am diabetic.
'Sandra, are you allowed to have a piece of cake? It's home made.
I won't, thanks. Bet it's delicious tho.
Oh, can't you have just a small piece?
I'm ok thanks. Just coffee will be great.
Oh you poor thing. How about a biscuit then?
No really, thanks I'm fine. (Sheesh!)
A plain biscuit? I think I have some rich tea somewhere.
No really. Don't go to any trouble. I'm fine. Honest. (Not that keen on stale rich tea bickies to be honest).
I could fetch you some cheese. You can eat cheese can't you?'
Etc etc.
I get so, so tired of this.
I know people mean well, I really do. And it's not just about the BG. I'm also thinking about the jeans that I can get into now. I really don't mind not scoffing cake and biscuits. I've got used to it. I really don't feel deprived. If I'm absobloodylutely desperate for something sweet occasionally I will have some. But in the normal course of events I really don't mind bring the only one in the room not eating the sodding cake!
Grrrrrrrr.
I feel better now.
What about you all?