Sheesh! Just got home from being in the hospital. Here is my question/topic:
The dietary service. Holy Cow. I am a no carb, lo carb, slo carb eater. I am very successful with it. I was taken off insulin, my A1Cs are running routinely at 6.1 and my blood pressure and cholesterol are stellar. I have been a diabetic for over ten years so lots of experience working with my diet.
So, I get admitted for a foot infection (my 36 year wedding anniversary gift was 2 months of tap dancing lessons – great fun but the shoes rubbed) and there I am on IV meds and some wound care. I know I need low sugars to heal. I know I need adequate protein to heal. The dietician comes around and I order plain chicken and a salad. Her response – you have to have 4 carbs. I said, no thank you. THEY TOOK ME OFF all my sugar meds (metformin and Jardiance) so no thanks. They INSISTED. I said really? I know what works for me and no thank you. Their solution was to send up on each tray 4 carbs. Now understand I would LOVE to eat carbs, but I don’t because I know that is the path to my stable sugars. I thought it was sort of cruel for 2 days to have to stare down cookies, carrot cake, toast with butter, noodles, and things I need to avoid. I rook the cover lid and covered the food I couldn’t eat and ignored the best I could. But, I could smell it. The good news is I kept my BS under 120 the entire time (and did not have to have any insulin - because they had ordered sliding scale insulin to cover the situation if I went high) and I did fine. But, how rude?
Why don’t they believe us when we explain these things?
Why are all diabetics treated the exact same – we are each unique. You will eat 4 carbs every meal – I’m not a machine.
Why do they not understand that I know myself and what works?
Why can’t we make adjustments (I ordered a salad and got a load of huge crutons after asking ‘hold the crutons’ = but those are your carbs)
I do have some carbs (lo carb! slo carb!) but they are planned and something I truly want.
Why don’t they consider choices? I mean really. I’m diabetic so I need angel food cake? That is great for some but frankly I don’t care for it. But that sure came up on my tray uninvited.
Oh well, I said something to the hospital manager on her walk around. She wanted to know if everything arrived hot and she got a little more information than she anticipated.
Also on a happy note, my foot (specifically the little piggy referred to as 'the one who stayed home" is doing much better and I am home.
Maybe next trip understanding and enlightenment will keep the apple juice off my cart (juice kills me every time – only used for lows)
Be healthy, Be safe! Remember who knows you best!