Thursday, April 5, 2018

Carb Shark

A few months ago, at a Valentine's party at Elise's school, I helped a mom of a newly diagnosed kid in kinder count the carbs in her sundae.  A sundae laden with sprinkles, whipped cream, gummy bears, and other treats I can't remember.

One glance had me swagging for 40g. The mom practically swooned at my speed and apparent accuracy.

Or maybe I'm remembering it wrong.  Anyway, in that moment I knew what rockstars must feel like.

Her daughter was in-range the rest of the day.

Now I'm the freaking Rainman of carb counting.

Too bad it won't make me any money in Vegas.


  1. It's scary that I get it! I've read your blog for many years , you always make me clever girl!

  2. I have had diabetes since I was one year old. I remember my mom helping with my kinder class parties and my mom would be like, "Oh that is 40 carbs or 30 carbs." I remember typing that into my pump.


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