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.
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I know exactly what you mean!!! I often eye up my hubbie's plate and realize that he sometimes eats more carbs at one meal than I eat in an entire day. Sometimes it really bothers me because I'm sitting there with my carefully counted out meal, and he sits there and eats what he wants, in whatever quantity, and never ever thinks about the amount of carbs he's eating. Oiy. I guess that's just our lot in life....!!!
Wow, I'd love to see how a movie like that would be received in a place like salt lake city. it probably wasn't received at all.
I've been thinking a bit of the same thing recently - my housemates have lately been doing a lot of what i used to do, which is to just blindly grab whatever is on hand and chow, no matter how unhealthy is is or how hungry they are. If they could just walk a mile in our shoes...
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