As some of you may or may not know, I had testing done yesterday up at the hospital. The testing was HORRIBLE. They had to draw blood and inject stuff into me. I'll explain more after we get the results from it, but hopefully the testing just rules something out.
While I was at the hospital, I met with the nutritionist. I was going to have an appointment with her anyway, so we just bumped it up a few hours while I was up there. Pretty much she said that everything that I've been doing to change my diet has been good. She did tell me that white bread is not the best for me, but it isn't too terrible bad for me cuz it's still getting the complex carbs in me. She said I can have apples with peanut butter (YAY!!!) and celery (YAY!!!) and eggs! Every website my mom and I looked at said that a max, I can eat 4 eggs a week. Which would KILL me. I love eating scrambled eggs, cheese omelets, deviled eggs, and hard boiled eggs. So when she said I could eat eggs, I was soooo happy. She did say no juices pretty much cuz they would make my sugar spike and then fall rapidly. Even if I'm low, I should eat something with carbs or protein in it to slowly get my sugar back up and then it won't drop again like it would if I ate a chocolate bar or something like that. She did say that Diet sodas and sugar free stuff are fine for me, but to be careful not to eat too much of the sugar free candy stuff cuz it might make my stomach a bit uncomfortable. But diet sodas are ok for me. :)
While all the food stuff she told me was pretty good for the most part, she did tell me some not so good news. Because my pancreas produces insulin very easily and excessively, my body is not able to absorb the sugar easily which has an impact on my weight. She told me that it will be pretty hard for me to put on weight for the rest of my life. Which is not so good for me. About four weeks ago when I met with the neurologist, I weighed in at 110 lbs. About two weeks ago when I met with the endocrinologist, I weighed in at 108 lbs. And last night when I checked my weight, I was 104 lbs. For the past two years pretty much I've been around 110 lbs, either just below it or just above it. But I have never gone over 115 lbs. So being told that I will struggle to put on weight for the rest of my life was pretty big. It explains why I haven't been able to gain any weight for a while.
If I had found all this out when I was first diagnosed, this would have sparked a breakdown out of me. And finding out that I won't be able to gain weight easily did scare me. Alot. But while it's scary, I'm coming to my senses and realizing that it's better to learn this all out now rather than a few years down the line when I'm in college and I'm away from my family and my support.
So I'm figuring out that while this does suck, it's not something that I can allow to control my life. Instead of letting my hypoglycemia scare me away from things or totally restrict me, I've got to take control of my life. It's gonna be hard, cuz unlike diabetics, if my blood sugar levels get off track, I can't eat more sugar to get it back up or give myself insulin to get it back down. It's more complicated than that, but I will do it. I will be in control of my life and not let my hypoglycemia keep me down.