Okay – everyone feel free to chime in here –
Since we are coming into the season of relatives, friends and gatherings, I thought I’d list a few of the things that have made me (just a little) batty:
(in no particular order)
“Oh- you shouldn’t eat that, it has sugar…”
Mistaking my actually being annoyed with low blood sugar and asking “did you test recently?” :P
Being thrown out of a restaurant when the manager had followed me to the restroom and had convinced himself that it “wasn’t insulin” and wouldn’t listen to reason (it was 1987 – yeah- I should let it go…lol) …
The announcements at family gatherings that they made something sugar-free “just for you” – we have home made pumpkin and apple pie, a fruit salad with all sorts of exotic fruit, a 7 layer whatever, a tray of sweets – and OH we made you some sugar-free pudding (I appreciate the thought – I do- but c’mon – REALLY!?!?!?!?)
Whoever decided maltitol was a good idea… I mean YIKES! – that stuff does NOT play well with me L
The clueless and helpful: “Well, it’s just diabetes, right? What’s the big deal??? My [insert relative here] had it and only had to test like once a month… Don’t you just need to exercise more???”
Doctors like the physician who told me that she wouldn’t recommend me to an endocrinologist because it was completely unnecessary. I had just switched insurance and got this gem of a primary care doc. - I offered her the card of my endo – I told her I didn’t have the heart to break it to him but I was willing to wait while she called him to tell him that he didn’t really need to spend all those extra years in school…
The ER doc, who, after reviewing my chart (following a hypo that was brought about by a lot of extra activity and a bit of poor planning on my part) – came in to completely change my entire insulin regimen to include changing the type of insulin I was on. When I asked if he’d called my endo – he looked shocked and said “You’re going to need to take my advice here.” – ummm – yeah – errr NOT
The charm-school graduate who insists on coming up to you as soon as he/she finds out you are a diabetic so that they can share every story of every friend and relative who has lost eyesight or a limb from diabetes…
What’d I miss???