Sure, it’s delicious. And sure it’s a special treat on a super-hot-summer-time day. But the price of admission for this roller coaster really sucks. Note the huge-ass spike upon consumption of the ice cream, and the subsequent double-arrows down, rapidly progressing into a face-melting low just one hour later due to over-bolusing for the ice cream.
That’s the thing about having Type 1. I’m never going to say that there’s a food I should never eat. I don’t believe that. But the reason to avoid high sugar foods if you’re in charge of your own faux pancreas is because you’re going to have a hard time getting those foods right. And rarely is it worth it to me, so most often, I just don’t eat food like that.
Ug. I’m off to shovel some frosting down my throat before I get too low. Just what I wanted after a big scoop of ice cream.