In order to really learn how to live with this disease, I have to take some risks. Over the last 4 months I have stayed away from any kind of sugary desserts and snacks. I was just playing it safe because I do not want to lose everything I have worked so hard for.
Last night I went to a gathering on roof to take in the fireworks over the Lake Michigan. These people are some of my closest friends and a pie eating contest is an inside story. Last night we decided to recreate the event again with only 2 pies. That is certainly less than the amount of pies as required by the officiating board of pie eating contests but it is what we had.
They asked if I wanted to participate, I declined of course, but I did say that I would eat a piece of pie. I just needed to know the carb amounts in one slice. I checked it out, it was 49 not terrible carbs and so I plugged it into the pump and soaked up the insulin. I ate my piece of pie and by “ate’ I mean I smashed it.
I checked my blood glucose a couple of hours after and it was a little high, 247, but I took insulin to take care of the high. I woke up this morning and tested before breakfast. It was 104 so even though I experimented a bit I was able to get back down to normal. This was big step for me and I really love my pump.