Lunch: A piece of boneless, skinned chicken, boiled/fried in it's juices (it was partially frozen when I put it in the pan) and the whole thing between two slices of sour dough bread. I also had some crackers (I'll have to upload a picture of the bag) and a can of D.P. Not too bad
Snack: I walked on the treadmill for 15 minutes and rode the bicycle for 15 minutes. This may not sound like much but given that it is the second time I've worked out since breaking my ankle (physical therapy does not count!), then I feel pleased with this. Feeling low sugarry, I bought a small container of vinilla ice creamme and a bottle of dark choclate syrup and had some. I felt better... (duhh, no shit???)
Dinner: Salad from Dillions, with "chicken" and slices of some kind of sausage; when fried, this "sausage" isn't too bad but it is nearly inedible when "raw". It turns my stomach so I had a piece of sour dough bread with peanut butter and a little bit of vinilla ice creamme. And I wonder why my blood sugar was in the ridiciuos range two hour later?!?!?
Desert: A couple of gin-n-tonics. I have a simple logic for deciding to have a gin-n-tonic or not after testing my blood sugar. It is:
If the level if "good", celebrate with a gin-n-tonic.If the level is "poor", have a gin-n-tonic anyway
If the level is bad, chastise myself, promise to do better and What the fuck! What have I got to lose tonight? Have two of them gin-n-tonics...
And to think I used to get so disguested with my Father for doing something similiar (save he had "Old Fashions") a decade or so before I was disgnosed...
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