I can’t do pizza – it hates me, no matter what I’ve tried so far, but I’ve got the cake down pat. I decided long ago that it was quality of life over eating like a rabbit, and as long as HbA1c is ok and my daily BGs don’t swing wildly and uncontrollably (and yeah sometimes they do), then everything else is ok. That works for me.

After 30 years, I’ve had the, “should you be eating that?” a few times. I just tell them – do you want to hear why I can? Up to them after that. And yes, definitely, it’s everyone’s choice how they manage their diabetes – even if they’re managing badly, if don’t have enough info and want to improve things – they can always find it. Not anyone’s job to be judgemental.

However, I will say that when you go to sites such as Dlife or the ADA site, they certainly seem to have taken any fun out of eating or doing most anything else. I manage my way, and if those ways ever fail, then I’ll follow theirs to the letter.

Pizza; mmmmmm,…

I think that it’s not just diabetics that trigger each other when it comes to dietary preferences, I think that diet itself triggers people in a very deep place. Think of how organic people look down their noses at those who are willing to eat “normal” produce, not to mention the occasional big mac, look at how vegetarians won’t even cook on a pan that once held even organic meat, look at how vegans hold even vegetarians responsible for the evils of the world because they eat cheese and eggs, and don’t even get me started about raw foodists.

Actually, do get me started about raw foodists….a friend of mine who is a Dietary Councelor” posted something about the documentary “Simply Raw” in commemoration of World Diabetes Day, in which he said, and I quote:

“now don’t get me wrong! Insulin is an absolutely
amazing thing that has saved countless lives, but
it’s not something you want to use regularly.”

(The claim is that eating a raw and living foods diet can actually reverse insulin dependency and “cure” diabetes. Hmmmmm.)

Talk about being triggered. I replied with the diatribe of all diatribes. I’ve been an insulin dependent type one diabetic for 31 years. I remember when we still tried to control our bg by testing our urine. I’ve had more dramatic low blood sugar close calls than I care to mention. I fully realize that insulin is not something I “want to use regularly”

We did reconcile eventually. He’s well meaning, and his diet does seem to keep him one healthy and strong mofo. I might even try it some day if I can find the time, or maybe if I can ever afford it I’ll hire him as my full time chef to follow me around with a portable juicer in tow.

As long as he can make some version of A.Raw food pizza, B. Raw food chocolate cake and C. Raw food dark brew of some sort

Jay

p.s. I’m that little guy with the glasses squatting in the front of the picture

still on lantus, humalog, and syringes, not ashamed of it, but proud of my consistent 5.9ish a1c ranges!!!!

cheers

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Diabetes is a balance between management and quality of life.

Basically it is up to every individual how he/she balances their life and where the line is drawn.

Sure I know greasy, fatty pizza will make my BGs a little wacky for a few hours but I will learn to deal with it because a life without pizza clearly isn’t much a life in my opinion. Hahaha.

I wonder if the criticism you got was for not realizing most t2’s wouldn’t be able to eat the pizza/cake? Do you know if they were t1 or t2? Regardless, to criticize you was ridiculous, when you were doing something so sweet (pun not intended) for the d-community. If I’d been able to go, I probably would’ve brought my own food anyway, since (bc of the high-carb/high-fat) pizza is one of the few foods I can’t eat…Why couldn’t they just suck it up and bring their own sandwich rather than criticizing you for bringing food some of the group couldn’t eat? Absolutely ridiculous.

Anyway, this post is almost an extension of the issues we all see from our families frowning at the choices we make, without understanding that we who manage our disease perfectly well every day without their input. (For 37 years in my case, and I’m still getting that from my family.) Interesting that you’ve brought a different perspective to this. Nobody can be harder on a diabetic than other diabetics…