Diabeticical

I knew about this, at least on some level. I mean it makes sense doesn't it? The much-touted ADA diet that is spoon fed diabetics does little or nothing to help control blood sugars and yet it still seems to be the "golden rule" for diabetics, type 1 and type 2 alike.

OMG YUM! I plan on making this tonight and maybe adding cocoa powder to "chocolate"it up. Been having major chocolate cravings for a while now :) I will let you know! Cream Cheese Mousse, great for a diabetic who is practicing the low-carb lifestyle!! 8 ounces cream cheese 1 cube butter (yes! 1 cube) (8 ounces) 1 cup heavy whipping cream  4 svgs sweetener of your choice 1 Tbsp almond extract Melt butter until it's barely soft or allow to sit till it's room temperature and soft. With an immersion blender mix together all ingredients. It will be tough to blend and take a bit of man handling. Add more hwc if neccesary. About 4-5 servings. As with any food, please test using your meter. Heavy whipping cream and various sweeteners might spike some people.

I am always looking for recipe's that fit into my LCHF lifestyle. (Low-Carb, High fat) I stumbled on these in a group I belong to and couldn't be happier! Low Carb Red Lobster Biscuits 1 cup cheddar cheese, grated 1 cup almond flour 4 eggs 4 Tbsp butter, room temp 1 tsp garlic salt 1 tsp baking powder 1 tsp salt Make dough as you would ordinary biscuits making sure not to overmix so they are as light and fluffy as possible. 400 degree oven Bake 12-15 minutes Clearly, these are the best biscuit/bread anything I have tasted on low carb. I made mine in muffin tins so they had more shape. I coated my muffin tins with butter as well so they'd be more crispy where the dough hit the pan.  Remove from the oven, melt 1-2 T of butter, mix in 1 t of Italian season. Drizzle over bisquits. * Note: I am not a salt eater and between the garlic salt and the regular salt that is added, I found it to be a bit much, so I am going to cut down the salt if I am able to ...

This was a big "Ooopsy" And at the time I was doing it, I knew that. Somewhere in my primal reptilian, limbic brain I just knew it was wrong and would result in nothing good coming out of it. In my limited and somewhat flimsy defense, I have to say I was trying to reward myself for a job well done through the whole rest of the day.

GOD DAMNIT I AM MAD!!

Here it goes again. I sometimes wonder why I even attempt to keep up a blog. I never stay with it. My mind is much too busy to think of one coherent thought, let alone write a few hundred words on whatever subject I can manage to get my mind to focus on.

Yeah, so okay, I am a diabetic, but I have been feeling something for a few months now, and although I feel it, it is hard to put into words just what that feeling is.

My diabetes is not a happy camper right now. Recently my family has been dealing with some issues that, reflecting back a few years, I never would have guessed - even in my wildest dreams - we would be dealing with.

Reading back through the last few posts I am realizing what a whiney baby I have become!

This just says it all for me today...Fasting bs - 272 blah.

My God, you would think that getting the insurance company to help with the costs of a meter and strips constitutes a national crisis! I have two meters at home, the problem is I am not "home", I am in Atlanta visiting my poor lonely husband and of all things to forget, meters and strips were top of the list it seems. My new doctor put in a script to get new ones here in Ga, but that is asking too much of lovely Aetna. I really shouldn't complain I guess, with the long and winding road of meds for this annoying disease, they have not baulked once at paying for anything. It just seems that when you want testing supplies, you have to go through different channels and those channels are not quick. The time quoted was 7-10 working days. Shit I will be back in Florida by then! So I went with another solution that required money out of pocket. Walmart has come out with their own diabetic testing supply line and expensewise it is VERY reasonable. I bought a meter for around ...

I am guessing that after 2 years it might be time to "blog it up" once again. The last few years have been uber busy and stressful, many things I won't go into, but I will tell that I fell off the "Diabetic in control" wagon. I call it burn out, others call it fed-up, tired, denial, whatever. It happens, we are human after all. A diabetics day (whether type 1 or type 2 or any other of the lastest version of diabetes) is full of reminders, no-no's, monitors, medicine etc. Many days when all we want to do is forget we have a pain-in-the-ass chronic disease, we are faced with a myriad of decisions and reminders that we do indeed have this disease and we are not like "normal" people. The hardest part of this disease, for me anyway, is the food to mouth aspect. I cannot eat like most people around me, I can't even eat at the same times that many people around me do. I must juggle food timing as well as the actual type of foods I choose ...

So about a year ago, my littlest maltipoo (formerly thought to be a choodle, but blood tests have changed our minds), anyway my littlest maltipoo began having seizures. Now that I think about it, it was more in the area of 1.5 years ago. I remember sitting on the couch in my living room, the poo's (for lack of a better nickname I will call them poo's since they are all related to poodles in some way) were happily surrounding me and sleeping - something that the poos do very well - all except the littlest poo - my maltipoo, Cheddar. Just about the time I thought how odd it was not to have him nearby, I heard a very loud noise at the doggy door, which turned out to be Cheddar attempting to enter from the back patio. He made it through the door just in time for me to witness his complete loss of balance, falling over to his side. Of course I ran to him and picked him up, hoping to sooth away any hurt of embarrassment he might have suffered, only to find he was stiff and unres...

With the holidays just around the corner, I thought this might be a good time to mention my approach to eating during this time of the year. There are no real tricks to my approach, just some common sense views and ways to avoid the pitfalls that diabetics face while everyone else stuffs themselves. The typical Thanksgiving fair is tough on a diabetic, and there are diabetics who say "ey wth, its one day a year, I am going to splurge and then go back to all the restrictions the day after" I cant do this. I have learned that it takes me just one bad meal to reorganize my brain into thinking it can eat anything that it wants. Call this poor self-control, or no will-power - call it what you want but it is how my brain works. For this reason if I go off the wagon once it takes me weeks or months to get back on. So I just avoid the whole issue and continue to make good choices even when temptation is spread out before me. So here at The Diabetic Zone is my strategy for the...

Well, I have a feeling that this is an ongoing story that, as the more farmland in Florida becomes populated, the more widespread it will become. You might remember the post I did on sinkholes? Back when I first moved to Florida I slowly became aware of a HUGE issue here in Florida, an issue that has succeeded in convincing myself and my husband that buying a house here in Florida is NOT the wisest of decisions and that is the problem of sinkholes. It is so bad in fact, that the county I happen to live in at the moment (the county that my husbands business is located - so unless we are happy with an hour commute for him everyday we also must live in) is virtually uninsurable when it comes to home owners insurance. Ok, let me rephrase that. You CAN get regular home owners insurance on a home for not much more then the national average, BUT you have to buy a sinkhole rider if you want to be protected against this little...nuisance. Most insurance companies won't even offer sinkhol...

Recently my youngest daughter came for a visit. She lives back in Arizona at the moment and one of the reasons for the visit was an appt. that she had with a cosmetology school she wants to attend. So we made time for that and the rest of the 5 or so days she spent here was getting to know the area and doing a bit of sight-seeing, something I have not really been able to do myself until she came. So one of our stops was the famed St. Petersburg pier, in of course, St Pete. This pier was originally opened somewhere in the late 1800's I believe with a rail way that was laid down here to help transport some of the goods that were shipped over from various parts of the world. The pier itself was torn down and rebuilt in 1973 in a more modern-istic style (at least what was considered modern in those days - personally I love the "retro" look of it with the quirkiness of a Salvador Dali painting) and became the inverted pyramid that it is today. You can see it over the should...

This being the last day of the year I thought that this day of all days deserves a post on the blog. New Years Eve is a time of reflecting and I have to be honest with you all, I am not all that jazzed about reflecting on the past year. Each year as take down the Christmas tree I place all the fragile ornaments in their holders/tubs/wrappings, usually the last thing to go is the angel at tree top. As I remove her I wonder to myself what will my life be like the next time I see her, lately I add to that wonderment the question, "will I even be around next Christmas?". I think that it is a legitimate question when you reach the half century mark and beyond, especially when I think to myself that my late husband was just 50 when he died. In a few short months I will be older then he ever was. He died just a week shy of his 51st birthday. That is a strange feeling since he was always older then me by 6 years. So my own sense of immortality is called to the forefront as I mar...

The wild life in this swampy part of the world is quite amazing and there is rarely a week that goes by that I don't see something that makes me go "wow" and run to find the camera. Currently, we have a little red headed woodpecker ( think Woody) making what seems to be a nest in an old dead palm tree that happens to be center stage in the back yard. It appears to be a home that over the years either many woodpeckers have used or the same one winters here, and then I am assuming, in spring brings his/her little brood into the world. Lately when we take the doggies out for potty time most of the time, this little woodpecker is sitting cozy in his hole/nest and all that is visible are his/her little head and eyes closely monitoring us and the dogs. We are trying not to get too close to the nest so as not to scare him away forever and I have yet to get a decent picture of him/her. All day he spends working on the opening and cleaning out debris from the interior and, I b...

I often wondered why a grouping of crows was called a murder, now I know. We seem to perhaps be the wintering ground for every North American Black Crow that exists within 10,000 sq miles and we all know what crows do best, they caw. and caw, and caw and caw and when they are not cawing randomly, they do it in unison to provide hours of listening pleasure. I am not kidding, I have to turn up the volume of the TV when they are soaring nearby. It might lead me to murdering a few crows if they don't move on in the near future. Oh and lets not forget they poop too. When I am outside and they blacken the skies I half expect one of two things to happen, either Tippi Hedren is going to jump out of the bushes and scream at me (re: The Birds), or a tripod is going to break through the trees and point its ray gun at me and disintegrate me ( War of the Worlds the most recent version with Dakota Fanning), of course Tom Cruise should be nearby if that happens, so maybe that is not such a bad t...

Whelp, it is raining.....all day.....again.... and thats all I am gonna say about that.