Thursday, November 30, 2006 | 16 comment(s)
What the Hell is that?!
The punch line to a cruel, cruel joke?
Some sort of practical joke Mother Nature decided to play on me?
Ummm, well, you can stop laughing now... It IS NOT funny.
I swear, sometimes I think I'm cursed by the gods.
I blame it on my parents.
I blame it on my grandparents.
Inveterate Sweet EatersGrandparents on both sides of the ol' family tree love(d) sweets.
Cake and with a nice cup coffee/tea was a well-rounded breakfast to them!
I blame it on genetics.
For BothThe sweet tooth and the diabetes (although I'm the only "lucky" one in my family with the diabetes bit.
I blame it on science.
Love is such a strong wordDesire (strongly)
Ummm, yeah, those too
- Ice Cream
- Cake (especially the frosting)
- Cookies (almost any kind will do, really)
- Candy bars
- 3 Musketeers
- Milky Way
- York Peppermint Patties
- Twix bars
- And my new favorite: Baby Ruths
- Pop Tarts
- Peanut Butter and Jelly Sandwiches
- Peanut M&Ms, especially
- Apple (warm, with vanilla ice cream, of course)
- Pumpkin (like Nana used to make it)
- Lemon Meringue
Please note, this list is not exhaustive, but I'm starting to salivate and feel guilty.
I love ice cream so much, I can't have it in the house, otherwise I'll eat it for breakfast. I have no self-control when it comes to these things sometimes. It's like I have these little conversations in my head about how I shouldn't be eating this, and then whammmo! Conversation ends and the next thing I know I'm standing at a McDonald's counter ordering a chocolate chip sundae. I feel powerless sometimes.
I have actually met people who have told me that they don't like sweets all that much. I just stare back at them with this puzzled look like they have an extra nose on their face. Unfathomable... Does not compute... Alien life-form standing in front of me... Smoke poors out of my ears and I collapse in a heap.
Now that I've got that off my chest, I have a plan.
Because I can't resistA man, a plan, a canal, Panama!
For the next 3 months, I am not (repeat (with emphasis this time): I AM NOT) going to eat any single
No loopholes hereNor multiple items!
I can't live without those. And I've counted the carbs carefully and have had great success in covering it appropriately, so I'm not going to give them up.
As I mentioned previously, I've put forth a lot of effort this past year to improve my control, but this has (always) been my Achilles heal. I am hell bent on getting an A1c reading below 6.5 in this coming year and this is easily the biggest thing in the way of my accomplishing this goal.
This is going to be a particularly difficult in the Holiday season that we have somehow found ourselves in the middle of again. I must admit, though, I made this promise to myself a week ago before taking it public and I've made it through Thanksgiving and a retirement
NoteJust because I'm being "good" and not eating cookies, or taking up residence at the chocholate fondue platter that was available, doesn't mean that all the cheese and crackers and nuts that I ate were carb-free! But I must of thought so though, 'cause I certainly didn't bolus for 'em and peaked at 261 post-party. Kind of a bummer.
Oh, and I don't remember when I was last accosted by the "diabetes police" but I was at the party for drinking a beer. Oh it just chafes my ass to have someone actually question my behavior while I am working diligently to curb my sweet tooth cravings.
Literally saying to myself, "Stay away from there, Kevin... Stay away... Go get yourself another handful of nuts..."
All lows will be treated with glucose tabs and/or granola bars, OJ, pretzels, or fruit. A low blood sugar will no longer be an excuse to indulge.
So, anybody out there like to join me on this little holiday challenge?
(I can almost see your head shaking vigorously or exclaiming "Hell no! But good luck there buddy! I'm more than happy to sit this one out and watch from the side-lines.").