Spot on, of course, but I wish I could have double egg and chips! Such things I do crave, but I must be a model diabetic in some respects. For most of my life I have never had anything sweet from one year's end to the next, and have never found it any hardship at all. I can't really understand why anyone likes sweet things, esp not sickly sweet things and esp not to excess.
But hairy,
while as sqad confirms, her present regime is not going to work in the long term, 2 years seems a bit pessimistic. Mine worked for 5 years after diagnosis. Perhaps the fact that I was diagnosed at a younger age (late fifties) had something to do with it, but it seems to me that not being diagnosed until her early seventies is a positive bonus. On the assumption, that is, that the diagnosis had not merely been missed, as she is still able to manage the condition with a regime of diet and exercise.
And liike filibuster I can't do any exercise because of other more severe problems. Now a lot of people do seem to get in a terrible state when they are diagnosed, even when it's the only thing theyve ever been diagnosed with! I recently saw a webcast of an elderly rugger bu88er in otherwise rude health who was quite distraught at the idea that he should do anything at all about his diet, least of all the 10 pints of bitter on Friday nights and the 12 on Saturday nights. But provided that you do have a modicum of sense, it really doesnt seem to me to be nearly as distressing as so many other things that can happen to you, especially as you get older.
I haardly dare say this, and have not even reported it to my GP, but I am hoping it's not just a flash in the pan that I have reduced my metformin to 2x500mg p d., having at first been thought not to have responded to it well, been put on a glitazone combo, asked to be allowed to stick with metformin on the advice of my cardiologist, been gradually stepped up to 4 p d and still told they