Sad Little Pudding


The walnuts hide some of the sadness.

I’m sad. I thought having a second diabetic child would be like having a live-in Sam Talbot or Kris Freeman, sunny and well-adjusted, leaving a trail of glitter and test strips as he hopscotched through this minor blip in his life. It is not like that.

This week we will go to the pediatric endocrinologist. What will she possibly tell live-in Sam Talbot? I don’t think there are treatment plans or xeroxed forms for early-discovery T1d, other than watch for signs you’re getting worse, and then call for help.

But there could be treatment plans and xeroxed forms. The group of patients diagnosed with T1d in the wee phase must be growing rapidly—TrialNet is actively creating it every day. Maybe someone has made up a list reasonable rules. Like…

  • Test your fasting blood glucose every morning, and call for help if it is over 150 mg/dL.
  • Limit g CHO per meal to 50 or fewer.
  • Wear a Dexcom so you can learn what foods really fern you up and try to avoid them.

Depending on the author, the rules could also be things like…

  • Enjoy this special time.
  • Have a ball.
  • Try to not think about this.

Talbot’s leaving soon for three weeks. Camp. Surely there will be Lucky Charms*. We all know that Lucky Charms do not cause diabetes, but I believe Lucky Charms would almost certainly hasten the conk-out of a conking-out pancreas. (*Lucky Charms here = stand-in for any stereotypical teenager camp foods.)

Would it be fair to say don’t eat the Lucky Charms? Or would it be more fair to say Eat an egg before you eat Lucky Charms? Or would it be better to say, Try to be aware of how you feel after you eat Lucky Charms? As a parent, what can I say that is both loving and straightforward, yet will also subliminally manipulate him into wanting to be gentle on that crud pancreas? Surely the guidance would be more likely to work if it came from a doctor. And no matter what I say or what his doctor says, he’s the decider, at least in terms of inserting food in mouth.


The dishtowel is very pretty.

It would not be fair to say, This grainy, taupe pudding is your new breakfast. But I’ve been inserting chia pudding in my own mouth, which seems fair, since I made it.

I like how it tastes, but I can’t bear to look at it. The taste is kind of like rice pudding, one of my all-time favorite things, right up their with puppies and reading magazines in a hammock. But it is low carb, so I can eat it without going crazy.

Ugly Pudding

This is how I make the rice pudding-esque chia pudding, based on a recipe in the new Gwyneth Paltrow book It’s All Easy. Shake together in a jar: 1/4 cup chia seeds, 1 tsp. grated ginger root, 3/4 cup unsweetened coconut milk (the fridge carton kind), 6T coconut milk (fatty kind from a can), 1 Truvia packet, 1/4 tsp. cinnamon. Let this sit in the fridge overnight. Eat within a few days. This is about 5g CHO, before adding beautification walnuts.









  1. mollyjade · June 6, 2016

    He’s pretty old. You can ask him what guidance/info he wants. Does he want lots of advice to feel his best and delay needing insulin? Or does he want a last hurrah of not worrying about this stuff? Neither is the wrong choice.

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  2. Reyna · June 6, 2016

    Ugh. (((Hugs))) Katy!❤️❤️❤️

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  3. Polina · June 6, 2016

    The uncertainty of it all is not making it any easier. Maybe there will be a bit of relief after the appointment, and when you have a game plan – whatever it is.

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  4. Rick Phillips · June 6, 2016

    My wife has been using Chai in everything she finds these days. I will forward your recipe to her, she will no doubt be feeding it to me soon enough. LOL

    I referred your blog to the TUDiabetes blog page for the week of May 30, 2016.

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  5. skchrisman · June 7, 2016

    Oh, sadness. If there’s anyone who can find a speck of light or joy or hope in an uncertain time, it will be you. I agree he’s old enough for a frank discussion on how he wants to live this uncertain time. Wouldn’t it be shocking if he said said he didn’t care if he killed off his pancreas because not knowing is slowly torturing him? Sort of like a girl anticipating her first period feeling like, “Come on! Like, OMG I can’t take it anymore. I just you know, like, wish it would happen already.” (Rolls eyes, deep sigh, makes irritated face, takes selfie.) < — that's how I remember it anyway.

    Hang in there. I am going to make brown pudding which sounds like a delicious alternative to current versions of my delicious, but overused GF chocolate chia pudding recipe. ❤

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  6. Karen Joseph · June 7, 2016

    I’m sorry for this time of uncertainty! I, too, believe in a frank discussion… Empathy for this crappy situation and a discussion of camp and the possibilities there. The fact (?) that eating lots of junk food could hasten the process but it is his choice to make. He should be able to enjoy some junk food after all! A discussion could leave him informed and supported with whatever choice he makes. I hope your doctor appointment will be helpful and the camp experience goes well!


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