How Do You Bolus for Art?
Over the weekend, Chris and I took a trip up to The Balsams hotel in New Hampshire. We were there for an event for Chris's side of the business, and part of the event included a dressy dinner with food that was far fancier than the turkey and cheese sandwiches my pallet is accustomed to.
So here's a problem I've never encountered before: when the food looks like something from MoMA, how do you bolus for it? Our menu included items like foie gras and tuna tartare with carrot gelee ("gelee" = carrots that enjoy Glee, at least in my head), and I didn't have a clue as to how to actually eat it, nevermind the concept of carb counting it. It's moments like these that make the Dexcom indispensable. By keeping an eyeball on the graph, I felt more comfortable going to bed that night, knowing that I wasn't bottoming out. It was a tricky dinner, of plates with an architectural and artistic flair and I bolused willy-nilly for them.
And by "willy nilly," I mean that I cranked up a few tenths of a unit every course. it was trial by foie gras fire. I wasn't sure how to shoot for the salted caramel-tangelo sorbet, or jambom de Paris. (Can you tell I'm copying these words right from the menu? I was relieved when the tenderloin arrived, because I knew what it was.) I mean, how do you bolus for art?
Thankfully, the grounds of the hotel were far less intimidating than the food, but no less impressive. The garden alone, comprised of more than 1500 flowers that are planted during the course of one, single day (check out this time lapse video), held my attention captive for quite a while:
The hotel itself was a living, breathing entity with more history and charisma than your average Doubletree. This place looked as though it was the inspiration for countless short stories, and we heard that Stephen King used The Balsams as his mental catalyst for The Shining. Chris and I (directionally-challenged, as always) ended up happily lost in the beautiful halls of this hotel more than once during our short stay.
And despite the five hour drive, the lack of coffee (I need to have a second pump just to ensure 24 hours of caffeination), and the fact that my infusion set rolled off my arm the precise second I lay my head down on the pillow to go to sleep (was awesome: had to leap up and put in a new infusion set at 1:30 in the morning), it was a leaf-peeping drive and a quality getaway.