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On our last run to the Russell Stover outlet store I noticed they were selling sugarfree semi-sweet chocolate baking chips. Once I come up with a diabetic-friendly low-fat version of the classic Toll House recipe, I can make my own cookies.

Thanks to being on steroids, extreme stress, and not watching my diet closely, my A1C went up a full point, which makes me officially diabetic (though still low on the danger scale.) My doc was not pleased, but gave me three months to bring it back down. Since I don't want to go on medication again I'm back on the very strict diet I followed right after being diagnosed the first time.

After resolving it and being declassified I thought I was in the clear, but it's obvious that I'm always going to be in danger of slipping back into diabetes. I'm not happy about that, but it's better to accept what I can't change and sacrifice what I can't have to live healthier and medication-free. I don't want to end up having to inject myself with insulin every day just so I can live. So, battling on.

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nightsmusic said…
I do an injection of medication every two weeks and I hate it. I can't imagine how those who must do it every day feel about it.

I admire your self discipline! That's a very hard thing to keep at.
August 16, 2021 at 4:39 AM
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