Weathering my first storm

I made it through my first illness as a diabetic like a champ... battered and sore but the winner of the match! The last week or so at work has been kinda rough with a stomach bug going around not only with the kiddos but the staff as well. I do my best to keep my hands clean but with a broken thermometer I have been having to use "mommy hands" to see if the kiddos feel warm before making calls home so I was just waiting to see if the bug was going to get me. I also thought I jinxed myself when I told a co-worker it had been forever since I had been sick.... should have kept my big mouth shut!! But it was not the stomach bug that got me!! Let me just say that Whataburger and I will NOT be friends for a looonngg time after Saturday night/Sunday morning! I woke up with that yuck feeling about 2:30 A.M. and thought "Oh No I don't wanna be sick". But I was also thinking "I wonder what my blood sugar is?" so I checked and it was 80...all good there, let the "fun" begin. Through out the the whole episode my highest reading was 158, Thank You God! I don't know if I was more afraid that I would not stop getting sick or that my BS would shoot up. I hear horror stories from my friend at work with diabetes about how his numbers get into the 600's and I knew I couldn't handle that but God heard me and kept me where I needed to be. About 8 A.M. I got in touch with a friend (My Hero!) and was able to get some meds. to stop the nausea and help me sleep, and sleep I did, until 5 P.M. then I was in and out until 10 P.M. when it was lights out again until 6:30 A.M when I got the kid and hubby up and out the door then back in bed until 10 A.M.......that's a lot of sleep folks. And I still felt exhausted which made the hubby nervous. I had to assure him several times that my blood sugar was fine and no I didn't need to go the hospital or call the doctor. He was very caring during this whole time (except when he said it smelled bad in my room.... no sh*t I was sick, sickness stinks) Anyway I feel a little better today although my muscles hurt like I really did fight a boxing match and the little broken vessels in my face (currently semi cover by make up) makes me look like I am flushed..... lovely look really.... not, but I can say with confidence I never had a high blood sugar yippee!!

You have diabetes.... but your not "fat"

Thank you so much for that ummmm...compliment. A very well meaning co-worker came to me and said "Hey I saw all your posts on facebook and at first I seriously thought you were joking about the diabetes thing, but your serious aren't you?" Well yeah I am. She was so funny and I was surprised that of all people she would be the one to ask since she has personal experience with diabetes. I had to explain the difference between type 1 and type 2 so she could understand how it is I was diagnosed. Since I don't look like the typical picture of bad health she didn't believe me at first. Also, I don't fit in the norm of getting diabetes as a child (which is a type 1 usually) nor am I a 65 year old grandparent. And let me digress on that topic for a whole minute... Dear advertising executives, companies and agencies.....NOT ALL DIABETICS ARE OLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! As a matter of fact A LOT of diabetics are young, as in children, teens and twenty somethings (and those like me that are in our 40's but act younger hehehe). So why are diabetic ads and commercials almost exclusively geared to the elderly? Come on move into this century people!! OK I'll get off my soapbox now....
 I am "fluffy" although I say fat all the time. I have lost 21 pounds since October and have 19 to go to meet my first goal. Once I reach that I will decide if I am comfortable with myself or not. If the answer is no then I will set a new goal and go from there. I think those doctor guidelines are foolish... for me at least, I am never going to weigh 128 lbs. nor do I want to really. I just want to be comfortable in my own skin and for my diabetes to be under control. And those are goals that I can and will reach.

I can still have it silly....

It's funny what a 12 year old takes away from a conversation about food. When all of this started I had a frank discussion with my son about the basics..."OK dude, if mom is asleep and YOU CAN'T WAKE ME UP, call 911 then your Tia/uncle since they live 2 minutes down the road, then call your dad... got it?" He says he's got it. I also explain that I won't be able to eat some of the same things he does and that it does not mean he has to change his eating habits necessarily but that he could stand to be a little more adventurous with me. His smirk to that might as well have been him saying "yeah right mom!"  He was witness to the famous Spaghetti Meltdown.... see post Save the Spaghetti.... and my occasional frustration about what to eat when I don't feel like cooking a meal and we have a fend for yourself night. 
Ihop is going to drive me insane!!! I will be glad when their all you can eat pancake special is over!!! I want pancakes, not the healthy for you kind I can find a recipe on pinterest for, that I could have with sugar free syrup, NO I want the huge fluffy, buttery, drowned in sticky sweet syrup pancakes that you can only get at Ihop!! Not only do I want the pancakes but I want the crispy golden hash browns and scrambled eggs that go with them!!.... are you hungry yet because my mouth is watering even as I sit here typing this. My tummy is even joining in on the act with a little growl. With that said, here is what my son took away from the conversation I had with him about what I could eat and what would be better for me to avoid.....
"Mom, you can't have the pancakes but you can have all the other stuff you want." Me- "Why can't I have the pancakes?" Son- "Cause the syrup has carbs in the sugar" Me- "Only the syrup?" Son- "Yup, see I was listening when you were talking"......I love that kid, if there were only carbs in the syrup I would eat a giant stack of those pancakes without the syrup, and have those hash brown with not a care in the world!!!!! So it seems I need to do a little more education with him. I can still have those things, just in moderation. Even if I am very strict on myself.