Those numbers are beauties, aren’t they?
They came courtesy of a bowl of chicken teriyaki, which Jack enjoyed for lunch yesterday. The highs started a few hours after lunch and continued through to this morning, despite several correction doses of insulin.
Chicken teriyaki has done this before to Jack. It ranks right up there with pizza and ice cream. It doesn’t have the fat content of pizza and ice cream, but it wreaks havoc on Jack’s blood sugar just the same. Perhaps it’s the sugar in the sauce. Perhaps it’s the bed of rice upon which the chicken sits. Perhaps it’s the combination of sugar and rice. Perhaps it contains more fat than I think it does. Perhaps it’s us with incorrect carb counting.
Whatever it is, it stinks, because Jack loves chicken teriyaki.