A diabetologist can identify a dangerously high HbA1c from across the room, yet somehow every family gathering still begins with: “Doctor saab, just one gulab jamun won’t hurt, right?” Meanwhile, the patient who promised they had “completely stopped sugar” casually reveals they now drink “healthy jaggery tea” six times a day and consider chocolate biscuits “light snacks.” The real complication of diabetes isn’t insulin resistance. It’s the human ability to negotiate with desserts like international peace treaties.
And somehow every consultation eventually includes: A patient hiding sweets from their spouse A relative recommending cinnamon water from WhatsApp University Someone proudly announcing they stopped medicines after three days because their glucose “felt normal” At this point, most diabetologists don’t need continuous glucose monitoring. They just need continuous emotional…