Hard Times


What is the hardest time of the day for you?  For me, it’s just before dinner.  I don’t know what it is, but I am at my hungriest.  You know what I am talking about.  It’s that time when you want to have anything and everything that will satisfy your hunger…and drive up your glucose.  I want a lot and I want it now!  Right now!  Not 10 minutes from now…NOW.

Does that sound vaguely familiar?  It’s what I call The Hard Time. So, you have two choices.  Dig in or Give up.  Dig in and fight to control your Diabetes knowing that it doesn’t take that much food to satisfy your hunger if you are just a bit patient.  Or, give in and have a lot to eat and hope that the meds will take care of the glucose problem you will be creating.

There is no doubt that you will feel good for that meal…no doubt.  I won’t even try and tell you anything else.  But for me, my glucose number is more important than the temporary feeling of being full when I finish eating…and then there is that bloated feeling to deal with…hmmmm.

“But, it’s just one meal.”  And, being human, one meal leads to two…leads to three.  You see where I am going with this, right?  It’s not just one meal; it’s an attitude.  Does Diabetes, or Prediabetes control me?  Or, do I control Diabetes?  Do I dig in and fight?

Dig in and fight.  Or give in and surrender?  It’s your choice.  But for me, even though I am hungry…so hungry I swear my blood sugar must be incredibly low (88 tonight when I checked it before dinner…not so low)…so hungry I want a lot on my plate.  Only to find out that after I have a drink of water, my normal sized portion I am just fine.

Don’t give up and don’t give in.  It’s the only way I know to Fight and win Your War On Diabetes.

As always, thank you for reading.


I am not a doctor or health professional. I am just a guy who is working everyday to control Type 2 Diabetes. My goal is to offer hope, help and solutions for day-to-day living for the diabetic. The disease can be controlled. It can be managed. And, you can do it!

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One comment on “Hard Times
  1. beetleypete says:

    I would say that our hardest time is quite long after dinner, say around 10pm. That is when we most fancy a small snack, perhaps biscuits, or some cheese and crackers. Julie has managed to overcome this mostly, but if she cannot, she has a couple of oatcakes. They are completely sugar free, and very popular in Scotland, to eat with cheese. She has them ‘au naturel’, but it does satisfy that urge, and in a healthy way.
    I am sorry to say that I cannot stand ‘Country’ music. Every time I see a singer in a cowboy hat and boots, I just switch off. However, I did watch your clip. That’s real friendship!
    Regards from England, Pete.

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