Last weekend, I ordered a diabetic meal on my flight from Washington to London, just to see what it would be like. There are many less-than-ideal recommendations for diabetics from health establishments, ranging from hospitals to doctors to the media, and I wanted to see how they crystallised in this airplane meal.
Other than the berries for desert, all the other components of my meal were worse for diabetics than the regular meal my fellow passengers were enjoying. The systemic failure in healing the diabetics of the world extends up to 36,000 feet.
Here is the breakdown.