queenbee01
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- Relationship to Diabetes
- Type 2
🙂Does this sound familiar to you? Comfort eating. At the slightest sign of stress you reach for something you know you should not eat. Cravings for sweet things, even things you do not necessarily enjoy or normally eat. Feelings of loathsome guilt and annoyance at not being able to control that Demon that sits on your shoulder and comes up with all manner of good reasons why you should eat more than you know you should or that it's ok to have another biscuit. Do you peel off the lables from your monthly prescription boxes because they have your name on them and you kid yourself it's for security purposes but deep down you know It's because you can't admit they are yours!
Do you dread your three monthly visit to the diabetic nurse because you know you are going to get bollocked for your HBA1c's being too high. Does this sound familiar to you?
Well chap's this has been me for the last five years. I don't know why I am like it and I hated the way I had this feeling of being owned by a Demon. I did'nt want diabetes, yet knew I was a prime candidate because my mum has had it for the best part of 40 years, her mum and nan had it, both overweight including me. Over the last three years I have been to hell and back with mum while my sister and I try to care for her since Dad died. My mum is no support or help as she has never bothered since the day she was diagnosed with diabetes to try and control her blood sugars. I feel like I have been playing the leading role in Dickens Story "A Christmas past" where the ghosts have taken me back over the last five years and then beyond in to my mothers life to show me that if I did not get control of my diabetes, I was going to end up like my mother.
Mum, for what ever reason, blames the doctors, her mum and anyone else she comes in to contact with for her diabetes. As a result of years of neglecting her diabetes, she has had Bowel Cancer, has diverticulitus, had to have a very intrusive eye operation this year to save the sight in her right eye because she had a haemorage behind her iris that would not stop. She has early on set dementia and suffers severe bouts of depression and mood swings and she's only 73!!! As her carers we find mum very difficult to care for because she has given up on everything accept eating sweets, cakes, pork pies and all manner of rubbish. We try so hard to keep her house tidy, make sure she gets regular outings with family and family visiting her. she goes to the day centre once a week and has someone from Age Concern who pops in once a week for a chat. She is so lucky yet she can not see this and tells my sister and I that "she never asks us to do her house work, washing, garden etc. In short mum just can't be bothered and apparently this is normal behavior with elderly diabetics, yet mum's been like this all her life!
Three weeks ago, I was feeling quiet belwildered and fed up with Mum, diabetes and not being able to manage my own diabetes. I am petrified of turning in to my mother. I'm 50 this year and really do not want to end up with all the added illnesses and ailments you can jolly well expect if you can't control your diabetes. My sister and I were having a chat about mum and my diabetes, because I have not lost any weight for about a year. (I'm 18 stone for Goodness sake!)
I put my cards on the table and told my sister everything and said I needed help. The first thing she did was buy some sessions with a local nutritionist. I discovered that my diet of vegetables, some fruit and protien was causing my blood sugars to yoyo all day long. I was not eating enough complex carbohydrates and holy ghost! I was'nt eating enough or at regular times.
I am now on a low GI, complex carbohydrate diet. I have drastically reduced my intake of all red meats and eat more oily fish and chicken or turkey, quorn and brown rice.
In two weeks I feel amazingly well. I have more energy, I've stopped craving sweet things and have also started Walk Active (advertised in the telegraph about 3 weeks ago.) This week I have done an amazing 21 miles.
All that was easy but I am now trying to self mend myself physcologically. I am trying to teach myself self control and respect and to love my diabetes.
I've got it and I don't want to die of it or any of the illnesses mum has. As Ive got it, I've finally after five years accepted I've got it and the only way I am going to get through this is to learn to love it.
I need HELP!! If anyone out there has any tips on how they control that Demon that tells them it's ok to eat naughty stuff. I need to learn techniques that I can implement to stop me reaching for the biscuit tin every time I feel stressed or in need of emotional crutch. I need to stop using food as a reward. If anyone has any ideas I would be really grateful as I am determined that I am going to love my diabetes and control it, instead of it controlling me!!
Do you dread your three monthly visit to the diabetic nurse because you know you are going to get bollocked for your HBA1c's being too high. Does this sound familiar to you?
Well chap's this has been me for the last five years. I don't know why I am like it and I hated the way I had this feeling of being owned by a Demon. I did'nt want diabetes, yet knew I was a prime candidate because my mum has had it for the best part of 40 years, her mum and nan had it, both overweight including me. Over the last three years I have been to hell and back with mum while my sister and I try to care for her since Dad died. My mum is no support or help as she has never bothered since the day she was diagnosed with diabetes to try and control her blood sugars. I feel like I have been playing the leading role in Dickens Story "A Christmas past" where the ghosts have taken me back over the last five years and then beyond in to my mothers life to show me that if I did not get control of my diabetes, I was going to end up like my mother.
Mum, for what ever reason, blames the doctors, her mum and anyone else she comes in to contact with for her diabetes. As a result of years of neglecting her diabetes, she has had Bowel Cancer, has diverticulitus, had to have a very intrusive eye operation this year to save the sight in her right eye because she had a haemorage behind her iris that would not stop. She has early on set dementia and suffers severe bouts of depression and mood swings and she's only 73!!! As her carers we find mum very difficult to care for because she has given up on everything accept eating sweets, cakes, pork pies and all manner of rubbish. We try so hard to keep her house tidy, make sure she gets regular outings with family and family visiting her. she goes to the day centre once a week and has someone from Age Concern who pops in once a week for a chat. She is so lucky yet she can not see this and tells my sister and I that "she never asks us to do her house work, washing, garden etc. In short mum just can't be bothered and apparently this is normal behavior with elderly diabetics, yet mum's been like this all her life!
Three weeks ago, I was feeling quiet belwildered and fed up with Mum, diabetes and not being able to manage my own diabetes. I am petrified of turning in to my mother. I'm 50 this year and really do not want to end up with all the added illnesses and ailments you can jolly well expect if you can't control your diabetes. My sister and I were having a chat about mum and my diabetes, because I have not lost any weight for about a year. (I'm 18 stone for Goodness sake!)
I put my cards on the table and told my sister everything and said I needed help. The first thing she did was buy some sessions with a local nutritionist. I discovered that my diet of vegetables, some fruit and protien was causing my blood sugars to yoyo all day long. I was not eating enough complex carbohydrates and holy ghost! I was'nt eating enough or at regular times.
I am now on a low GI, complex carbohydrate diet. I have drastically reduced my intake of all red meats and eat more oily fish and chicken or turkey, quorn and brown rice.
In two weeks I feel amazingly well. I have more energy, I've stopped craving sweet things and have also started Walk Active (advertised in the telegraph about 3 weeks ago.) This week I have done an amazing 21 miles.
All that was easy but I am now trying to self mend myself physcologically. I am trying to teach myself self control and respect and to love my diabetes.
I've got it and I don't want to die of it or any of the illnesses mum has. As Ive got it, I've finally after five years accepted I've got it and the only way I am going to get through this is to learn to love it.
I need HELP!! If anyone out there has any tips on how they control that Demon that tells them it's ok to eat naughty stuff. I need to learn techniques that I can implement to stop me reaching for the biscuit tin every time I feel stressed or in need of emotional crutch. I need to stop using food as a reward. If anyone has any ideas I would be really grateful as I am determined that I am going to love my diabetes and control it, instead of it controlling me!!