I’m so mad at myself. I thought I would take the day and celebrate the inauguration; my husband asked if I wanted anything from this donut place called ‘Winchells,’ I said yes. I got a large apple fritter and a croissant with bacon, egg, and cheese.

I checked my blood sugar in the middle of the day, and it was horrendous. I’m not even going to tell you what it was; that’s how embarrassing.

I was able to get it down by pounding water, so I did that. Then I made dinner, which was incredible. It was a roast with asparagus and peppers.

You all know that I know better than this. So, from now on, I’m posting here, and I’m focusing on doing better.