All wonderful things the doctors like to tell you about for the rest of your life after you're diagnosed with diabetes. Since I was eight years old these complications run through my head with every high blood sugar.
At this point I have accepted the likelihood of experiencing one or more of these lovely consequences. I find myself…Continue
It was the Christmas season of 1998. My father was underway and would not be joining us for Christmas that year, so my mother decided that we would go stay with my Grandparents. To this day, having Christmas in Wisconsin feels special. There’s something about the snow that seems magical. The way it transforms the land into another world. That fantasy built up by storybooks somehow seems complete when waking up to a snow-covered wonderland.
Plus, I got to see my grandparents.
Here's a little disclaimer since people don't seem to be getting the message: This blog is meant for people who have an eating disorder. The word "cure" is not referencing diabetes, rather diabulimia and/or binge eating disorders. Please be mindful of this when commenting.
I am so sick of hearing about "low-carb, low-carb, low-carb." I've heard other diabulimics say it has cured them, I have heard of low-carb diets as advice from people who mean well, and I read a lot about it in the…Continue