Like buying noisy, irritating toys for nephews and nieces who don’t live near you, Christmas is traditionally the time of year for your favourite diabetes websites to discuss the misery of the festive season and the difficulty of dealing with food and booze as we celebrate a chilly winter solstice.
However, here at your soaraway
The reason for this is that I don’t really see any difference between Christmas and any other time of the year. As always, it’s all about balance isn’t it? Balancing your carb intake against your insulin and adjusting for any weird stuff – I find the single-handed consumption of the European stilton mountain requires a dual wave bolus that last for hours. But it’s all do-able with plenty of testing and correcting.
In my overly simplistic view, life is for living regardless of whether you have a chronic condition or not. I like stuffing as much stollen and Glühwein down my gaping maw as the next man and I’m not going to let diabetes get in my way, dagnabit!
So as the year draws to a close, I’m stocking up on three zillion spare units of insulin, 5 gazillion test strips and we’ll worry about the kidney and heart failure in the New Year! Woo hoo!