I am a type II diabetic, but insulin-dependent. If I eat any carbs at all, my sugar levels zoom up to the moon, and if I don't eat, my sugar levels *creep* up. Oral meds didn't work. Low-carb and insulin are the only methods that keep my numbers under control. So, truth be told, I'm low-carbing more to keep my sugar levels down than to lose weight, although I desperately do need to lose.
Now about my weight history:
I was born after 32 weeks, prematurely, but I weighed 4 lbs. 11 oz. at birth. That's already almost a pound more than average, for that gestation! Had I gone full term, I would have probably weighed close to 9 pounds, vs. 7 1/2 for the average baby.
I was my mother's first, and she was very young and didn't know better. She fed me until I fell asleep or threw up. It didn't occur to her that I might be crying because my tummy was too full. She figured if I was crying, it meant I was hungry, so she kept feeding me. By the time I was 5 months old, I was eating two full Junior size baby food jars every meal. I've seen pictures of myself then. I looked like a little Buddha.
It just occurred to me how long this post could get, so I think I'll put the rest of it in a blog, but here I'll cut to the chase:
I am at my very hungriest when my blood sugar is high. If I find myself so hungry I think I'm going to faint, what I've taken to doing instead of eating right away is to check my sugar, then administer the corresponding amount of insulin. The double-edged sword here is that I've been told insulin makes you gain weight.
I figure if I'm eating right, exercising to the point of building up muscle--which is another topic--and keeping my blood sugar under control, and I'm staying the same rather than gaining, it's a victory.