I spent several years cooking for my Dad and his diabetes, so I knew the basics from the outside when my diagnosis came. What surprised, even shocked me, was the internal turmoil of sugar highs and lows. I have had a binging disorder most of my life. I don’t purge; I gorge on foods behind …
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Being Lydia! 