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Well, I must be blessed too. As a child, my mother was T1 too, so carb counting was just regarded as normal.
As an adult, I do all the insulin and carb calculations, but my husband is enormously supportive by
1) rescuing me from hypos. OK, it's annoying when he asks me if I'm hypo when I'm not, particularly if he's doing it as a result of me feeling stressed or annoyed (which he assumes is a hypo) but he's rescued me from many hypos over the years and got me through two T1 pregnancies during which I had very limited hypo awareness.
2) supportive about food. He does most of the cooking in our house and will tell me what he's put in it so I can do the calculations and won't give me stuff that's too carby. Instead of telling me that food's almost ready he shouts "pre-bolus"
3) is generally supportive about my diabetes while recognising that it's up to me to do the calculations. He knows I can't go out without doing blood tests and finding my glucose tablets, and is patient about it.
Just realised that we both forgot our wedding anniversary again (35 years last Sunday, and we almost always forget it) so that's 40 years since we first met and at least 39 years of diabetic support. (We started going out together a year after we first met).
As an adult, I do all the insulin and carb calculations, but my husband is enormously supportive by
1) rescuing me from hypos. OK, it's annoying when he asks me if I'm hypo when I'm not, particularly if he's doing it as a result of me feeling stressed or annoyed (which he assumes is a hypo) but he's rescued me from many hypos over the years and got me through two T1 pregnancies during which I had very limited hypo awareness.
2) supportive about food. He does most of the cooking in our house and will tell me what he's put in it so I can do the calculations and won't give me stuff that's too carby. Instead of telling me that food's almost ready he shouts "pre-bolus"
3) is generally supportive about my diabetes while recognising that it's up to me to do the calculations. He knows I can't go out without doing blood tests and finding my glucose tablets, and is patient about it.
Just realised that we both forgot our wedding anniversary again (35 years last Sunday, and we almost always forget it) so that's 40 years since we first met and at least 39 years of diabetic support. (We started going out together a year after we first met).