Thankful for Friday

This morning, I had a job interview, so I was in a bit of a mad panic delivering B to my step-mum's for the day and getting myself ready.  Somehow it all worked out and we all ended up where we needed to be at about the right time.


T tried out his brand new insulated lunch box today (I know - we know how to party)!  It's a boxy black and grey thing of cloth, and apparently it worked very well to keep his ham salad wraps cool.  He also took (and ate) a clementine.  He also got a a bacon and onion granary roll from the snack wagon near his work.

Later this afternoon, I was offered the job that I interviewed for this morning. Wow. I am definitely going to accept!

For dinner we had spinach and ricotta stuffed fresh pasta, and I made a sauce (using mum's food processor, naturally) of shredded onion, chopped tomatoes from a carton, red pepper, a bit of water, and a bit of tomato purée.  We had a tiny bit of fake parmesan dried grated Italian cheese on top.  This pasta was something we already had in the fridge when T was diagnosed - I wouldn't have brought it since as it is white pasta and (worryworryworry) we don't know how bad that is for T, if it is at all.

Colleagues at my workplace have been more supporting than T's have! One of them has Type1 DB, and the other has Type2.  Both have offered to talk with T if he needs any help or advice, and both have already offered some hints and tips (e.g. don't eat cereal bars - they are packed full of sugar, there is a type of testing machine that hurts less (an Accu-Chek, I think he said), and generally not to worry too much about the future - it's early days yet and it will become far easier over time).  One of the colleagues kindly offered to drink T's alcohol and assume the risk of personal injury, just in case it was bad for T to drink it. A nice bunch - I shall miss them when I leave.

Now we are sitting on the sofa in our lounge and T is looking into getting himself a tablet PC whilst I blog on my slightly battered work laptop (it is 22:44, I can no longer see straight)!

Oh, one weird thing - T has needed glasses for a while now, but at the last check was only borderline for having to wear them for driving.  Since changing his diet he (pardon the pun) swears blind that his eyesight is improving and has even taken to driving without his glasses today. Is this even possible?  Please let there be a silver lining!

Mum's birthday tomorrow - we are going to try to go to a carvery for lunch and T is going to indulge.  If he indulges too much, I'll try to tempt him into some exercise - the shed needs painting anyway... (How much is too much? We have no idea.)