This post is coming early because I want to talk about something and I think if I wait until the rest of today has happened I will lose some of the sincerity in my written voice because I will have had too much time to over analyze and second guess myself.
A friend of mine (the one who had the baby a little over a year ago in January) has been feeling bad lately and since she had gestational diabetes she went into the doctor concerned that she might have the full blown disease now. Her diet is crap, all of our diets were crap growing up and she, like me, has PCOS. On the scale the doctor gave her she needed to score a 6 to be considered a diabetic. She scored a 5.9. She doesn't need to monitor her blood sugar right now, but they are putting her on a diabetic diet.
On a whim, feeling empathy for her, I told her I would do it with her. What have I gotten myself into?*
Honestly though I have lived with a diabetic who controlled her condition very well. My grandmother never needed insulin until she started cancer treatments and everything went nuts. Plus, lets be honest. I weigh more than 400lbs, have PCOS, and diabetes in my family history. This can not hurt me. I have done low carb (30 or less carbs a day for quite a while is what finally stopped my menorrhagia) and diabetic diets arent as hard. They are better balanced, more sustainable and work perfectly fine with Weight Watchers.
So now, as I sit here having my 1/2 cup of strawberry apple sauce I find myself asking a question in opposition to my original one.* What have I got to lose?
1 year ago