Type 1 Diabetes: A Bountiful Breakfast

It’s March and I’m sick and tired of oatmeal. Nothing personal against the humble grain, but somehow over the winter months I had become like a Pavlov Dog. The sun would rise and I would find myself automatically measuring one-half a cup of organic oats with one-and-a-half cups of water and a pinch of salt. After stirring hypnotically for five minutes I would “reward” myself

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