when you talk and people don't listen...

So in the preparation of the pump

I have been tirelessly 

writing down 

every.

single

thing

I'm

putting in my body. 

ANNOYING. 

So as I am happy to follow through with this

and write everything down like

a good girl

I go in to see the dietitian. 

I'm not sure if i woke up on the wrong side of the bed,

she was a little too "rough" for me

or what

but let's say I didn't feel too good 

having her rip my food charts to 

pieces.

 She made comments about this, that, 

why I have 1% milk and not Skim,

or how did i judge Grinder's bread

compared to my fiber rich super low calorie bread at home.

Or why did you give your banana 15g of carbs here

but here you gave 11g? 

And then proceeded to ask me multiple questions

on why I don't measure using a scale. 

ugghh..

I'm pretty sure I chugged my bottle of water and then refilled it 

in the hall so i stopped myself from talking

as I was getting annoyed. 

She then seemed to get the hint as she told me 

that maybe she is misunderstanding me.

She then told me i need to lower my breakfast

amount to 30g of carbs for breakfast

all while getting an egg, milk, fruit and a whole grain.

DIABETICS, please tell me HOW YOU DO THIS. 

I'm mean, i'd have to eat like a flippin rabbit. 

Sorry. All of you wonderful non-diabetics, 

look at your breakfast tomorrow, just check out the carbohydrate count and

think to yourself

if I can only eat 30g what can I eat. 

So much for my 42g of Fiber cereal for Breakfast. 

Sorry for the rambling. Sometimes it's soo easy to feel that

someone with out diabetes is

picking all of your hard

work apart. 

Then the dietitian proceeded to tell the Pump Educator

that she doesn't need to really see me again because

I am doing so well.

UGGHH...Really?