zauberflote
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- VA, US
- Type of diabetes
- Prediabetes
- Treatment type
- Diet only
- Dislikes
- okra. Cigarette smoke, old, new, and permeating a room, wafting from a balcony, etc etc. That I have so many chronic diseases. That I take so very many meds. Being cold. Anything too loud, but specifically non-classical music and the television.
Yesterday was my birthday, a great day for making money, and one of the most stressful in a long time. We'll cut to the period that caused the tipping point stress (morning had had its own, emotional stress). Our evening out ended abruptly with having Mom transported to ER for severe back pain. By 11:45pm she was tucked up safe in her own bed at her residence. In the meantime, I fought off needless lab work, entertained the heck out of her to the point where everybody in the ER loved her and thought she was cute (91, cute? LOL), and was very very grateful for Mr ZF's presence (and cheese and nuts he brought because I had only been able to eat the green salad at supper. I was still planning to do well at that point. I was completely exhausted-- and had had only 5 hrs sleep Saturday night. Took myself home, knowing there was going to be a food-fest when I got there. I Did Not stop, as I used to, at the all-night McD's for a double-shot chocolate or caramel sundae. 90% chocolate didn't even occur to me until I was heading up the stairs for bed. No, I ate lots of almond butter with butter (the sandwich without the bread, you see). FBG forgave me!!!!!!!!
Cut to today, and the stress gene has activated again. Took Mom lunch just to check on her. She has no memory of last night, thank God. I located her macadamia nuts and binged on them before my own lunch and after, until I decided to just finish up the celery and be done with it! Came home, couldn't stay awake (another 5-hr night last night). So, a square of 90%, and another mug of decaf with lots of cream. My belt is tight, and supper is in 45 minutes before I go out to work; a rehearsal.
Conclusion: my food tastes may have changed, but I have not yet lost my "addictive personality" as Mom used to call it. Fairly accurately, describing herself and her sibs. And me. And bro. Anybody has this experience? I'm thinking time and "will power" are my only hope. Thoughts comments?
Cut to today, and the stress gene has activated again. Took Mom lunch just to check on her. She has no memory of last night, thank God. I located her macadamia nuts and binged on them before my own lunch and after, until I decided to just finish up the celery and be done with it! Came home, couldn't stay awake (another 5-hr night last night). So, a square of 90%, and another mug of decaf with lots of cream. My belt is tight, and supper is in 45 minutes before I go out to work; a rehearsal.
Conclusion: my food tastes may have changed, but I have not yet lost my "addictive personality" as Mom used to call it. Fairly accurately, describing herself and her sibs. And me. And bro. Anybody has this experience? I'm thinking time and "will power" are my only hope. Thoughts comments?