This diabetes thing has been a long, strange trip. Just kidding, it hasn't been that long; it just seems like it. Lately, I've been struck repeatedly by something odd: I forget that other people aren't diabetic.
I see people heaping their plates with pasta. I see a person at the next table in a restaurant eating Banana Spring Rolls (that's the value for 1/2, not a whole dessert). My husband just made me a cake for his birthday (don't ask *me*), and it takes me a minute to remember that he *can* just eat it. All those other people probably have no idea how many carbs (or calories) are in whatever they're eating. It's just seeming strange to me right now.
I don't know why this is happening. Maybe it's because I've been often having dinner with J for about five years now. Maybe it's because most of the people I talk to online are diabetic, too. Maybe I'm living in diabetic world. (Woohoo, where are the t-shirts?) Or maybe more people should listen to "Pancreas" by Weird Al.