This year, the name Independence Day is slightly ironic. Since being diagnosed with diabetes, I will never be entirely independent ever again, I will always depend on some blood sugar monitoring. forever. I hate this fact. Diabetes is enough to make me want to abstain from all holidays. Holidays almost always cause a break in my routine. I generally do not know when or what I will be eating with any real certainty. In the case of 4th of July, most of the generally associated foods are not diabetic friendly — BBQ with giant buns, french fries, lots of fruit, popsicles… It’s one of those times where it’s just really inconvenient to be a diabetic. I mean, it’s always inconvenient to be a diabetic, but holidays are especially inconvenient. Try being the only adult who has to say to their friends “I really need to eat, so we need to [leave, figure this out, etc.]” — I know that it’s a disease and I need to eat, and most of my friends are really helpful about it, but I hate having to be “that” person… I am so sick of being “that” person. I just want to hang out with my friends, or eat, or do anything and not have to worry about my blood sugar… I mean I do things without worrying about my blood sugar, but it pretty much always ends badly (too high, over adjust, then too low… then ping pong, then hangover…). Yay Holidays! Fuck Diabetes.
Well, with all that… Happy 4th of July!