Yay for relative hypos
Jul. 9th, 2010 07:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
urocyonSome good news: the still-kinda-difficult dietary changes do seem to be helping my blood sugar levels. I'm out of test strips and have been putting off buying more; since I've been avoiding the GP, I can't get free ones. I'll just have to go ahead and cave, and buy another batch. (That is definitely one thing I'll miss about the NHS: free prescriptions if you have certain chronic conditions!) But, I've been feeling relatively hypo a lot--especially after exercise--since a couple of days after the change. By this point anywhere near normal would feel low, though.
I was reminded of this because I'm having to eat something and rest a while now, after getting in from the grocery store (ended up walking down there after all). Annoying, but also encouraging. :)
Oh yes, not only did I go ahead and get some cooked chicken breast, I also "splurged" on already cut-up fruit salad. Pretty good indication of lingering poverty mentality when you're nowhere near the "buy food or pay the light bill" point, and those purchases feel like splurging. :-| But I successfully fought the cheapness urge, in the interest of not being grouchy and hobbling by the time supper's ready!
Edit: I have been doing better, though, at not kicking myself over rarely making it down to Romford Market on the appropriate days. Sure, you can get some really good deals on produce, especially if you hit not long before they're closing down (hard to beat £1 for a huge bowl of stuff!), but that takes an assortment of spoons I don't always have. First I have to remember that it is a market day, then I have to walk or bus it down there, then I have to stalk around through noisy crowds and see what looks good, then I have to drag it home and figure out what to do with it. That hasn't been happening much. Though, come to think of it, I may drag Ingvar down there tomorrow afternoon. *g*
I was reminded of this because I'm having to eat something and rest a while now, after getting in from the grocery store (ended up walking down there after all). Annoying, but also encouraging. :)
Oh yes, not only did I go ahead and get some cooked chicken breast, I also "splurged" on already cut-up fruit salad. Pretty good indication of lingering poverty mentality when you're nowhere near the "buy food or pay the light bill" point, and those purchases feel like splurging. :-| But I successfully fought the cheapness urge, in the interest of not being grouchy and hobbling by the time supper's ready!
Edit: I have been doing better, though, at not kicking myself over rarely making it down to Romford Market on the appropriate days. Sure, you can get some really good deals on produce, especially if you hit not long before they're closing down (hard to beat £1 for a huge bowl of stuff!), but that takes an assortment of spoons I don't always have. First I have to remember that it is a market day, then I have to walk or bus it down there, then I have to stalk around through noisy crowds and see what looks good, then I have to drag it home and figure out what to do with it. That hasn't been happening much. Though, come to think of it, I may drag Ingvar down there tomorrow afternoon. *g*
