Approaching two hours after finishing my breakfast, and my blood sugar is 6 mmol/L. I had 3 hash browns and 4 slices of white bread (although they were half-loaf sized) and a lot of beans. But I also had sausage, bacon and fried eggs, a solid mix of protein and fat. That protein and fat ensures my body metabolises the carbohydrates more slowly. If I’d had four slices a toast only with low fat spread, the ‘healthier’ option, or even some regular cereal, my blood sugar would be up in the high 8’s or 9’s at this point.
The irony doesn’t escape me.
Still, here’s to blood sugar levels of 6 mmol/L and a Merry Christmas ahead.
Welcome to Christmas Eve. I’m just finishing a can of red bull before heading into the kitchen to make us a small fried breakfast (mushrooms, tinned tomatoes, hash browns, bacon, eggs, sausages, beans, toast). While I’m doing that you should all go and watch a video over at Zeeker’s livejournal.
We finished season two of Black Adder last night and started season three. I really can’t believe there’s only six episodes in each season, that’s mad. By the way, if you’ve never seen Black Adder (because you’re too young, or you live in a country where it’s never been shown, or you’ve just not seen it) then you should try very hard to see it. All four seasons are classic comic TV with some truly side splitting moments of laughing. Still, I can’t beleve there’s only 6 episodes per seasons, although as Grete said, “BBC”, which explained the whole thing in one word.
We discovered half way through season two and into season three that both of us have speech patterns heavily influenced by Black Adder.
I need to write up part 4 of the painting diary after doing some more painting yesterday as well (I write them and and schedule them three days apart so that even if I don’t paint for a couple of days the diaries aren’t too far behind the miniature).
Ah Christmas week, a week of relaxing and eating breakfasts you’re not allowed to eat during the rest of the year (well, it’s my tradition and I’m sticking to it!)
This morning Grete had Belgian Waffles with Canadian Maple Syrup (pure) and I’m having (too many) crumpets with butter. Grete has more waffles in the cupboard and some croissants for some point later in the week. I normally cook a fried breakfast on Christmas day but in the last few years we’ve run into scheduling issues. We don’t really get the breakfast done cooked until 11 o’clock or sometimes later, and that pushes our roast dinner back until the early evening. Neither of those things is good for my diabetes really (by the time breakfast is done I’m usually desperate to eat), so this year we’re doing fried breakfast on Christmas Eve and something smaller on Christmas Day, so we can eat the dinner at more like 2 or 3 o’clock.
Ah, crumpets, sweet crumpets already I feel your white flour sugary badness flowing into my blood and making me a little giddy. Soon you’ll lift me high and then dump me suddenly, alone, cold and shaking in the wilderness of high GI food and yet I shall love thee no less and in two days we shall dance this dance again.