The Mister was diagnosed with diabetes yesterday. He has a prescription for Metformin, but not much else.
He learned nothing about testing his blood sugar, and only received a brief summary of dietary instructions.
His follow-up appointment is June 12...although now that I read his paperwork, it said to make an appointment for three to five days hence. The Mister is a bad, bad boy.
Diabetes is life-changing; I'm trying to look at it as an opportunity for all of us to make healthier food choices and as a motivator to spur us to lose weight and become more active (at least that's what I'm telling The Mister). Rah, rah, rah.
I'm overwhelming my brain cells with what I see on the Web.
I imagine that we'll have to go on a search and destroy mission on the food we currently have in the house...and we'll begin an adventure in cooking low-carb, high-protein food and including fruits and vegetables and whole grains in our daily intake of nutrients.
He said he'd cry if he started thinking about the pasta and snack foods he can no longer eat, to say nothing of his love affair with Panko and Chinese buffet food.
What will happen to my baking hobby? Is it happy trails to dessert?
The thought of dealing with counting carbs and learning about dietary exchanges makes me think that comfort food will become a thing of the past - and will be replaced by complex carbohydrates and calculations.
I'll have to have secret rendezvous with chocolate...and feel like I'm being unfaithful.
If you've had to re-vamp your diet/cooking due to a health concern, how did you get started?
How long does it take to adjust to the change? How long does it take to see measurable improvement in overall health?
Bye bye, buttercream. Sayonara sugar. See ya, spaghetti. It's been real, it's been nice. It just hasn't been real nice.