I am NOT a doctor, dietician or expert. Do I know everything there is to know about diabetes? Heck no, but I do know what it’s like to live with it.
Saturday, June 22, 2013
week I had the distinct honor of attending the first-ever type 2 diabetes
blogger summit.It was an amazing
opportunity to meet fellow bloggers and learn about a new insulin delivery
system designed specifically with type 2 diabetics in mind.I will definitely blog about the experience
soon but today I want to focus on something I personally experienced during
this trip: Insulin envy.
myself envying those who inject insulin!First, because of this slick device that I got to see which makes
insulin use so simple, and second, because if I did inject insulin I would be
able to eat a larger variety of foods without fearing the spikes I now see.
I know that
I may sound like I’m crazy for wanting to use insulin but consider my story and
maybe you won’t think I’m in need of a padded cell.(Besides, insulin should never be considered a punishment or last resort.Insulin use gets a bad rap.)Here are the facts:
·I currently have decent glucose control, despite the fact that I’ve been
continuing to struggle with higher fasting numbers.
·I’m not yet on the maximum dosage of Metformin so there is apparently
wiggle room there if things go south.
·I’ve managed to lower my carb intake over the course of time and that has
enabled me to keep my glucose more or less under control.
·I have found that a small glass of red wine with dinner can sometimes allow me
to eat more carbs with that meal.
·I can no longer eat bread, cereal, potatoes, regular tortillas, and rice
·I can still eat some fruit, beans, quinoa, and couscous but only in small amounts.
·I can’t order at a restaurant without sweating over how many carbs are in
any given meal.I am very restricted
when eating out (if I plan to be “good”).
·Splurging at any time brings with it glucose spikes that ruin the entire
experience. It’s no fun to splurge and then spend the next 4 hours regretting
it. Case in point: I threw caution to the wind at lunch during the summit and
paid for it with a glucose of 215 (when I started at 97) which made enjoying the remainder of the
afternoon more difficult.
me insulin…Please!I have given up so
many foods in order to control my glucose.Most of the time this fact doesn’t bother me at all, but I occasionally
get pouty and wish that I could just eat whatever I wanted.I’m aware of the fact that, should I be able
to eat whatever I wanted, I would now be making smart choices and not just
eating junk.I don’t really want junk
any more, at least not very often.But
dammit, it would be nice to eat a couple of enchiladas once in a while.How about oatmeal for breakfast? Some strawberries would be nice. Is it unreasonable to desire a normal
restaurant meal?Why can’t I share a
pizza with friends?Because I can’t.I’m one of those diabetics who can’t just eat
anything.I can’t.I found myself thinking this past week that
if I could just have some insulin I could eat more normally.I even considered totally wrecking my glucose
for a couple of weeks by eating a healthy diet with more carbs in it just so I
could show my doctor what I’m talking about.Sigh.
aware that the grass can seem much greener wherever we aren’t.I know that insulin use brings with it a
whole other group of issues, including fear of lows, which I don’t deal with
now.But sometimes I just want to feel
more normal, you know?Is that too much