Friday, March 19, 2010
My mortal enemy
I woke up at 299 this morning. I knew I was going to wake up near there, of course. I went to bed around 70, but still set a nice square bolus of 3 units to catch the BG Backlash. When Dex woke me at 2:30, I even popped an extra unit in there when I saw that long square wasn't cutting it. But I still failed to wake up in the zone. Why? Chips and freakin' salsa.
Everyone has their Mortal Enemy Food(s). My big MEFs are pizza (not so shocking) and chips & salsa. When I eat these foods, it is a given that I will wake up somewhere in the stratosphere - I have never in my 16 diabetic years gotten it right.
Over the years, I decided to basically break up with pizza. It was a good decision, and I never really miss it. But the salty goodness of tortilla chips? The zesty spiciness of salsa? The satisfying crunch of chip and zing of dip? It's like crack. Or heroin. I need chips & salsa methadone.
Long ago, I realized pasta was also a MEF. But it wasn't the pasta I loved - it was the sauce. (I blame my mom's delicious, bubbling vat of sauce that would cook all day on Sundays. Mmmm.) So now I do "diabetic pasta" - green beans smothered in a river of pasta sauce. I still get a sauce delivery vehicle, but I don't get the BG Backlash afterward. It works for me, and I've found that replacement foods - stuff that satisfies a yen or a mood, but isn't as complicated as the real thing - are really the smartest way for me to approach MEFs.
What the heck could I use for replacements?