Welp, on top of the recent death in the family, and the stress of applying to the only program that can get me away from my shift family on a decent timeline, i've also got diabetes now, which may or may not compromise the whole ,"get a job in another country to get away from your shit family" plan. I'm pretty certain this whole last month has just been Eris screwing with me.
Welcome to the cult of horrible people. We meet on Tuesday, and prank call Cramulus.
I have some simple rules which have gotten me back into the normal range, if you're interested. What was your A1C?
8.1
I was feeling real optimistic about getting into weightlifting to combat this whole situation, but my sister is going on about how i NEED to get the lap band surgery now, and pointing out how every attempt to get fit before this one has failed miserably. isnt it great to have the support of family?
I started at 8.6, you aren't gonna go blind or lose a foot this week. So here is what you need:
1. Get the damn metformin. It's cheap as hell, and it works. Put up with the horrible 2 weeks of OH MY GUTS. If you projectile vomit or spike a killer fever, though, stop and see your doctor.
2. LOG EVERY PIECE OF FOOD THAT GOES IN YOUR FACE. EVERY SINGLE MORSEL. Keep a diary on it, and put your blood numbers in it (check FIRST THING when you wake up, and an hour before bed). Try to stay under 110 in the morning and 130 at night. Nothing with corn syrup, nothing with more than a few sugars. Raw veggies, meat, no fruit. Potatoes, rice, and bread are suspect. Your blood numbers and your diary will tell you what's good and what's not, outside of the obvious (junk food, etc). No booze ever, drink coffee or tea instead. Diet soda is fine, don't even THINK about normal soda.
For example, I can have bread and some rice, but NO potatoes. It's all in which digestive enzymes get busy. One scrap of potato sets my blood sugar on its ear for 3 days, whereas my wife can have some potatoes but NO rice.
A good general rule is to eat foods with less than 4 sugars per serving and low carbs.
And if you're full at the end of a meal, you fucked up. Get used to being hungry.
On the plus side, I lost 35 pounds in 6 months. So will you. More, if you behave.
