Food is fuel for our body. We cannot function without food but at the same time for diabetics food can make us or break us. Without proper nutrition our bodies fail and organs become damaged. My recent diagnosis made me really think about what I put in my body. Food became more than fuel. It became a way for us to seek comfort or to celebrate. Having a bad day? Grab a Snickers, and I did. I just had to try that new item at McDONALD'S, KFC or Wendy's because it looked so delish on TV. Or have the late night munchies? Just cross the border to Taco Bell, and we did. Taco Bell was a 5 minute walk from my door, we drove instead.
Food became a way to fellowship after church or during holidays at work. It became an outlet for grief or to celebrate life. And I can't leave family reunions out, especially if you came from my family. There's nothing like seeing 4 conference size tables end to end heavily burdened with rich and savory food prepared by family. Our family get together meant consuming large amounts of food and being with eachother. I can see future reunions with 2 tables of sugar free cuisine and glucose monitors.
Half of my mom's brothers and sisters are gone now as is my Grandpa who was a type 2 diabetic. Over half of my grandparents kids had Diabetes Mellitus, my mom was borderline diabetic when she passed away. I dearly miss my mom and wish I could of inherited something from her besides Diabetes. Perhaps her Brown eyes or her height, she was 5'9. Or even her dark brown hair, I would gladly give up my blond hair if I didn't have diabetes.
Food has become more than it was intended to be. Being diabetic I'm told to avoid sugar and high carbs. To eat potatoes, corn, pasta, grains and bread in moderation. To eat plenty of protein and veggies. There really isn't Alot I can eat without glucose spikes. But the key point I want to make is portion control and moderation.
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