Since my diagnosis last year, things have escalated quietly but noticeably.
First, I stopped drinking soda and cut down sweets by March.
By May, I was dodging birthday cakes and office snacks, which was harder than I thought.
Then I started avoiding all fruit except for one or two types.
But in June, after a routine checkup, my blood sugar readings were unexpectedly high despite my efforts.
That’s when I started tracking everything more obsessively—and stumbled on research saying some fruits raise sugar very fast.
Peaches were on that list.
I sometimes eat them out of habit or craving, like I did today, and it throws off my numbers.
Now, the end of July looms with a follow-up appointment that I don’t want to face.
I’ve been putting off telling Dr. Harris about my blood sugar spikes after eating peaches.
I’m bracing for another dose of vague advice or being told I’m not managing well enough.
It’s more than frustrating—it feels like my life is quietly slipping out of my hands, controlled by guidelines that don’t quite fit my lived reality.
This fact about peaches feels like a small, gnawing crack in the routine and careful balance I try to maintain.
And yet, I don’t know how to fix it—or even if I’ll be believed.
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