Last night was the final night for our Vacation Bible School (VBS). As I mentioned before, the meal was pizza which is one of my favorite meals but one of the worst for my glucose levels. I didn't have time to pack myself a meal before we left, so I decided to have just one piece. I honestly did just that. One small slice of pizza, a little piece of watermelon, and one small chocolate chip cookie. Perfect! I got too busy to check my glucose levels, but I never felt that my sugar was too high.
I was very proud of myself, knowing there was plenty of pizza for seconds (or even thirds!), but only taking what I knew my body would be ok with eating.
This morning while we were taking everything apart, I got out a bag of leftover cookies from the church freezer. One of the other volunteers said, "You can't have that." I laughed at him. "Did you just say I can't have that? I can have anything I want. I can't eat the whole dozen, but one or two is ok." He laughed back and got the hint. It's nice when the "diabetes police" are people that you can correct with a laugh.
Ramblings of a mother of five, wife of one, and Type 2 diabetic. (formerly known as RFamHere's Ramblings)
No comments:
Post a Comment