My friends and I had lunch at my favorite Chinese restaurant. I had a small bowl of sweat and sour soup, a little bit of Chop Suey, and ice tea without sugar.
I always take the fortune cookie with me to give to the birds in the parking lot. When we got to my car, I tore up the wrapper with my HANDS, pulled out the little paper with my fortune with my HANDS, and then sprinkled the cookie crumbs with my HANDS on the pavement for the little birds.
This is what my fortune cookies said: You are talented with your HANDS
I got warm and fuzzy all over!
I had to come home from work because my blood sugar shot up to 269! This has been the only meal I’ve had today. I didn’t even eat breakfast. I’m going to take a little nap because when the sugar goes up high, you feel sleepy. Hopefully, the ringing and pounding in my head will subside, too.
Last night, I had one stupid little Ego waffle with a little Sugar Free syrup and a cup of skim milk and my blood sugar got out of control. If I continue this shit, I won’t be able to eat anything anymore. Why oh why did I have to become a diabetic?!