Who is not involved in this business does not know how important it is for us to "overcome."It must sound to Chinese or, in the best case, to our things, such as debuting, of the basal, of the squares.
The fact is that when we talk between us sooner or later, the question comes out, how do you go back?
At the beginning of the times I traced with bread or sugar, although the latter barely used it.I remember once in a meeting explaining things from the curro to some Norwegian colleagues while sweating to gouts and waited for the bread that had taken me just before starting the meeting when I felt low.That day my English must have been more fluid than ever.
Then I went to the Maria cookies, much more comfortable, and of course very attentive in case I caught at home and could eat some "sweet tooth."And then that of slow hydrates and fast hydrates was not in my knowledge, for me all the hydrates were the same, I did the same beans as bananas, we just had to know what they went up measuring just at two hours ... hehe, hehe,I now remember the first time I put on quick insulin, in one hand the ball and in the other the spoon to start eating just at the time the insulin entered, I was not going to give me a superbajón.
Then, and thanks to a forum, I discovered the juices, the glucostports ... and basically a good part of the today I know.By the way, have you tried to mix a Glucosport and a Maria cookie in the mouth?Magnificent.Today, well ... I will not say any of my trace techniques because they are "diabetically" incorrect.
I do not remember when I heard and used this expression for the first time, in fact, I do not know how that primitive technique of bread and the following came to my brain, I suppose that little by little, learning in my own flesh, and starting learning from the momentThat I felt my first downturn ... I don't know, it must be like breathing, which is learned once they give you the diabetic card….It must be part of that knowledge that that good woman said ...Have I told you?I think no, I had it kept for the contest of the story, but since I don't inspire you, I put it on, that it has to do with that of knowledge ... hehe, I put it in itching as if copying a great writer:
And seeing that as a result of his mother's request to Angela, they already brought the pig, claim:
-Oiga, what am I diabetic too!
-Yes, but you have more knowledge.
I didn't know what to say.
We had arrived in the town an hour ago.The original plan was to go to eat Guadalupe that same day along with our hosts, but the delay in leaving Madrid had targets the plan.So when we arrived we decided to take a cane and develop a new plan.What we did not suspect is that we were going to end up invited to a baptism that was celebrated in the town.The menu was great: gazpacho, prawns, and kid or pig.Angela agreed to eat piglet not because her mother told her that it was a back, that she did not believe it, but for how happy she felt about being with her friend Irene and for how hungry she was.
It was then that his mother came up with the diabetes trick to avoid delay.And that was when I wanted to emulate her without any success.
