Today, I looked back at my old posts and read about my house bound father (He had Parkinsons), saying , when diagnosed with diabetes, that life wasn't worth living if he couldn't eat what he enjoyed.
I complained, then, that I felt there was little to eat, that was suitable and that I liked, so often went without. That was the time of almost anything in moderation.
I have known I'm type 2 since my 60th birthday and now am 74, having got away with over 12 years on diet and exercise, though a spinal problem was reducing my exercise. The diabetes nurse at my GP practice, then put me on metformin, before she left and my GP care good declined with a woman training as a health assistant was given my MOT to do (not well done), by a relief doctor, that I was glad to have leave (lot's of errors) and my diet declined in quality.
A good group of doctors with their own specialties has now taken over and the diabetes doctor changed my drugs saying we were 'nearly there' just before my spine operation last year, with the surgeon saying I was in a safe range for surgery. This made me very surprised, when post op, the GP said we weren't there yet and needed more drugs, so added gliclazide, which should do the trick....but didn't and I have an extra 30mg to take per day, from last week.
He called me, a few days ago, saying my control isn't and to test for the next 3 months, when I'll have a full MOT. I fear that insulin may be coming up, but my dread is the needle and not the drug. I even balk at doing a finger prick.
Anyway, I now have a huge problem. First of all, my spine operation relieved my severe leg pain, but left me with other pain and worst of all, it looks as though I have lost my ability to walk unaided , sit upright for more than half an hour or stand for more than a couple of minutes. This rules out exercise.
There are very few suitable things I like to eat, with the removal of potato products and pastry (I hate pasta and rarely eat rice, so no miss there) under the new thinking. I only like meat and haddock, love small tomatoes and excluding small sprouts, cauliflower and string beans, dislike frozen vegetables or the more exotic that most people on here eat. the problem isn't just choice of food though, as my husband is my carer and he can't cook. He won't attempt fresh veg, so I have soup (C&B chicken stew is like home made), sandwiches with whatever bread he can get half and half or occasional wholemeal, fish fingers between two slices of bread, fruit, sugar free jelly, a slice of cake or small cake,oven chips, mash or hash browns with Greggs pies from Iceland (Luckily these have little pastry). he once did mince beef and brown stew (we call it lobby) but the former needs potato or rice and lobby, as well as the chicken veg soup containing potato.
Going out is rare and brief, as I dread not being able to find a toilet , I can't do my knitting or cross stitch, as I am waiting for cataract surgery (hereditary not diabetes based), so all i can do is surf the net, play video games and listen to music. This makes meals even with husband's cooking - (he thought a salad was beetroot, a pickled onion, over 100g chicken, a boiled egg and my favourite tomatoes, yet threw away all the proper salad I ordered because it went floppy) a highlight of the day.
The doctor hasn't mentioned diet, yet, but everything looks bleak, especially as my son, wife and grandchildren have moved further away, cutting my visitor list to one (my sister and her mad goldie pup).
I feel so miserable, now even food is taken from me, but dread that something should go wrong with my second (eye) surgery. MY spine surgery did prevent any more damage for the time being, but nerve damage was done, during my 2 year wait for the operation.
I complained, then, that I felt there was little to eat, that was suitable and that I liked, so often went without. That was the time of almost anything in moderation.
I have known I'm type 2 since my 60th birthday and now am 74, having got away with over 12 years on diet and exercise, though a spinal problem was reducing my exercise. The diabetes nurse at my GP practice, then put me on metformin, before she left and my GP care good declined with a woman training as a health assistant was given my MOT to do (not well done), by a relief doctor, that I was glad to have leave (lot's of errors) and my diet declined in quality.
A good group of doctors with their own specialties has now taken over and the diabetes doctor changed my drugs saying we were 'nearly there' just before my spine operation last year, with the surgeon saying I was in a safe range for surgery. This made me very surprised, when post op, the GP said we weren't there yet and needed more drugs, so added gliclazide, which should do the trick....but didn't and I have an extra 30mg to take per day, from last week.
He called me, a few days ago, saying my control isn't and to test for the next 3 months, when I'll have a full MOT. I fear that insulin may be coming up, but my dread is the needle and not the drug. I even balk at doing a finger prick.
Anyway, I now have a huge problem. First of all, my spine operation relieved my severe leg pain, but left me with other pain and worst of all, it looks as though I have lost my ability to walk unaided , sit upright for more than half an hour or stand for more than a couple of minutes. This rules out exercise.
There are very few suitable things I like to eat, with the removal of potato products and pastry (I hate pasta and rarely eat rice, so no miss there) under the new thinking. I only like meat and haddock, love small tomatoes and excluding small sprouts, cauliflower and string beans, dislike frozen vegetables or the more exotic that most people on here eat. the problem isn't just choice of food though, as my husband is my carer and he can't cook. He won't attempt fresh veg, so I have soup (C&B chicken stew is like home made), sandwiches with whatever bread he can get half and half or occasional wholemeal, fish fingers between two slices of bread, fruit, sugar free jelly, a slice of cake or small cake,oven chips, mash or hash browns with Greggs pies from Iceland (Luckily these have little pastry). he once did mince beef and brown stew (we call it lobby) but the former needs potato or rice and lobby, as well as the chicken veg soup containing potato.
Going out is rare and brief, as I dread not being able to find a toilet , I can't do my knitting or cross stitch, as I am waiting for cataract surgery (hereditary not diabetes based), so all i can do is surf the net, play video games and listen to music. This makes meals even with husband's cooking - (he thought a salad was beetroot, a pickled onion, over 100g chicken, a boiled egg and my favourite tomatoes, yet threw away all the proper salad I ordered because it went floppy) a highlight of the day.
The doctor hasn't mentioned diet, yet, but everything looks bleak, especially as my son, wife and grandchildren have moved further away, cutting my visitor list to one (my sister and her mad goldie pup).
I feel so miserable, now even food is taken from me, but dread that something should go wrong with my second (eye) surgery. MY spine surgery did prevent any more damage for the time being, but nerve damage was done, during my 2 year wait for the operation.
