Last night, I was in the city with my co-workers for Ricky Gervais (guy from the original Office) and we left straight from work. Gervais, though he played for only about an hour, was terribly crass and clever and peppered his jokes with British witticisms and some aptly placed f-words ... which means I laughed my ass off at every inappropriate bit. (Granted, he's not as funny as Eddie Izzard, but there aren't many who are.)
Before the show, the group of us stopped at a restaurant near the WaMu Center and grabbed a bite to eat. I decided to go "off the carb wagon" and order up a cheeseburger. Then my co-worker got a slice of red velvet cake which made me crave my wedding cake. So I snaked a few forkfuls of that, too.
Needless to say, this meal took about seven units to cover it.
For me, there are plenty of foods that are worth garnering the "Whoa, you're eating that?" response. Red velvet cake with cream cheese frosting would be one of them. Cheesecake from the Cheesecake Factory in Providence is another. Oh, and fresh baked Italian bread dipped in extra-virgin olive oil with sea salt and garlic chips. That may be the most bolus-worthy carb influx of all time. And a few years ago, a chai tea latte was totally worth the insulin (but now I can't justify drinking calories - I'd rather actually eat them). My bolus-worthy choices change with the tides, but there's always those few items that I'm willing to crank up my pump for. Black raspberry ice cream from St. Claire's Annex. A bowl of linguine with alfredo sauce. Strawberry shortcake in the summer. Yum, yum, yum.
Food is one of those things that walks a fine line in my life. I'm usually very consistent with my dietary choices, sticking closer to green beans and chicken than pasta and meatballs. But I'm not one to assign "good" and "bad" attributes to different foods. That's always struck me as a tricky attitude. An ice cream cone isn't "bad" - it's just meant for a certain time, place, insulin dose, and blood sugar level. Denying myself some culinary treats doesn't help me maintain a healthy food-i-tude, but instead can make me want to go hide behind the dresser and eat a pint of ice cream in secret. (And believe me, I binge-ate in secret as a teenager due to complicated emotions about food and diabetes. Was not fun.) I want to enjoy what I'm eating. Having access to technology like an insulin pump, fast-acting insulin, and a CGM opens up eating options that weren't easily made part of the equation when I was diagnosed over 20 years ago. While a lower-carbohydrate diet keeps my numbers steadiest, I can indulge in the occasional delicious treat without sacrificing blood sugar control.
Holy crap, that last sentence sounded like an advertisement. How 'bout this: Cake or death? Um, cake please. Side of insulin, thanks.
What are your bolus-worthy foods? (And here's a short Ricky Gervais clip about Humpty Dumpty, which made me laugh so hard I cried.)