Hey @DiabetesArt, I have a special relationship with bananas following being diagnosed with #T1 #diabetes http://www.diabeticbanana.org/about/banana
I ride 75 miles to work each week. Why? I’m overweight and diabetic and it has reduced my weight from 21 to 17 stone. I’m still a big bastard but less of me remains. It also means I can enjoy a beer and still lose weight.
When I was growing up I watched my father struggle with his diabetes. He had massive mood swings, black outs and serious physiological problems. He also had injections using a glass syringe with a massive, blunt needle. I hated it all. I had recurrent nightmares about being dependant on a drug to survive and would sleepwalk in search of it. I also couldn’t stand the sight or touch if needles. So, when they told me I needed to have 4 injections a day I said we might have a bit of a problem.
I’ve never really been very good in the morning and diabetes meant swapping my comforting breakfast of grapefruit juice (because of the stations), black coffee with sugar, and a cigarette for the chore of a blood test, injections and pill popping before I do anything else.