So believe it or not, but this stack of pancakes is only 10 carbs. And that is total carbs; not net! Of course this depends on protein powder brand. I use Sun Warrior: https://www.amazon.com/gp/aw/d/B0728KH7BX/ref=mp_s_a_1_1_a_it?ie=UTF8&qid=1549037067&sr=8-1-spons&keywords=sunwarrior+protein+powder+vanilla&psc=1
3-5 Eggs (depending on how eggie and fluffy you want them)
2 tablespoons ground watermelon seed
1 scoop vanilla protein powder
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
Dash if pink salt
1 tablespoon cream cheese
1 teaspoon cinnamon
1/8 teaspoon monk fruit. Add more if wanting sweeter
1) Crack eggs into large bowl and beat until smooth.
2) Beat in rest of ingredients until combined.
3) While mixing ingredients heat oil in pan. Once pan is hot add dough.
4) When top of dough is bubbling or brown on underside flip pancake.
5) Repeat and enjoy!
As I get further into my career as a diabetic I have discovered new and exciting elements to contend with. The most exciting being my blood sugar goes high when I am sick.
So not only do I have to contend with the fact that I do not feel good, but I have to take extra insulin to keep my blood sugar at an exceptionable level. I am also finding that it takes even longer for me to heal. The common cold lasts far too long for my liking. I have not gotten a flu bug yet and I am hoping that does not happen anytime soon.
Now, I need to keep close tabs on my sugar when sick. In order to do that I check my blood sugar more often and I give myself extra insulin when eating.
The good news? I haven’t had any issues with low blood sugar while sick. Finger’s crossed that does not change! Anyone else have issues with high blood sugar while sick? I would love to hear about and what you do. I would love any advice.
There is a fertility statue that has passed from Alwine to Alwine for generations now. It’s become a family joke in a way. Can’t get pregnant? Send her the fertility statue! What? She still doesn’t have a baby? Give her the statue even if she does not want to have a baby yet.
It all started roughly about 45 years ago. My Aunt Lorraine entered a unique gift shop and found an unusual wooden statue of a old man holding a fishing pole with a fish on the end of it. When she asked the shopkeeper about it he said it was a potent fertility statue. Well, at this my Aunt laughed with glee and promptly bought it as a joke for her mother.
Not long after having the statue her mother was pregnant with Lorraine’s youngest sister. Her mother threw the statue at her head screaming “Get this out of my house.” While my aunt had it in her house she had one of her three children.
My Aunt Cheryl and Uncle Mike had tried for years to have children. They went to fertility doctors and specialists. They tried everything they could think of. Enter Aunt Lorraine with the fisherman statue. Aunt Cheryl had a boy and a girl not far apart. Then, just in time for the first two to hit toddler years, she had twins. According to my mother Aunt Cheryl was being wheeled into the hospital for an emergency c-section and was completely passed out when the doctor asked my Uncle Mike if Cheryl still wanted her tubes tied. At this she woke, sat straight up, yelled “Yes!” and than passed out again. After the twins were born the statue was again thrown at my Aunt’s head.
This went on for years until it was given officially back to my Aunt who boxed him up and wrote all over the box “fertility god. DO NOT TOUCH.” About 5 years ago my sister Sam was upset because the doctor had informed her she was not going to have children. His exact words were it would take a miracle. At this my aunt took out the box from her closet and gave it to me to give to my sister with the explicit instructions I was not to touch the statue.
Sam laughed when I gave it to her and graciously set the statue up. It was less than a year when she found out she was pregnant with her beautiful daughter Gracie. So, I’ve heard the stories and seen it in action, but when Sam handed me the statue I could not help but laugh. Not because of the reason you would think. I laughed because it was a very large hint my family wants me to have a baby soon. Funnily enough my Aunt Lorraine texted me shortly after that saying “While you are at your sisters grab that statue.”
When I came back home I told my husband to look in the bag that housed the statue. He took one look and quickly handed it back to me. I laughed asking if he wanted to touch it. His response was “Not until we have better health insurance.” My husband may believe in the statue more than me!
With the new year beginning I can’t help but reflect on my last year. What has 2018 done for me? Well, it gave me diabetes. That certainly was a disappointment. We are still working on getting the house, but that, again, did not happen. Well, if this is the extent of my bad times I can’t help but feel grateful.
Life is not about it being fantastic every single day. It is about living through the disappointments and coming out the other end a better person. Was getting diabetes a hardship? Well duh, but the important thing is turning the hardship into a championship.
So, again what has 2018 done for me? Well, I am a healthier person. I eat less carbs and work out more. My outlook on life has changed drastically for the better. I am no longer about getting through the work day. My eyes opened and I realized I did not just want to be another worker. I wanted to be someone that made a difference. So, I took the leap and left the job I have been at for four years of my life. Shortly before Thanksgiving I stated a new career as an educational aide. Not going to lie, I was terrified and almost changed my mind. After two days working there I was never more certain I made the right choice. I love working with the children and my stress level has gone down considerably.
I worked on my friendships this last year as well. I am not what you call a social person. Socially awkward is more like it. I prefer to stay in my house and binge on Netflix. However, that is not living life to the fullest. So, this year I focused on creating more friendships. I rekindled old friendships and worked on created a couple new ones. Am I still socially awkward? Oh yes. I think its something my friends love about me. Or maybe they are feel they are just as socially awkward as I am.
So, 2018 kind of sucked due to getting diabetes, but was great because getting diabetes made me stronger. It helped me see I want to be more. I worked hard to make the positive changes I wanted. I got healthier, changed my career and I worked on foraging more friendships. I made sure to get myself out of the house and have adventures. I am loving the new Katie. She is much more positive and outgoing than non-diabetic Katie. I can’t wait to see what 2019 brings.
Merry Christmas from Joe and me. We hope your season was bright!
I started in March at 12.5 for my A1C. July I pulled that down to a 6. I found out this last week I am now at a 5.7!! So tonight I am going out and gosh darn it I am going to eat some candy! Halloween just comes once a year!