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Permalink Reply by Natalie ._c- on August 29, 2011 at 7:50am

Love you, too, pup! :-)

I finally dawned on me that maybe I don't freak out enough. When I was heading into the coma last year, and seeing 300's and 400's and then 500's and HI on my meter, I shouldn't have let my endo send me home with no advice, no help, no nothing. I should have been screaming at him, "I'm NOT OK!!!! I'm in TROUBLE!!!!" I did know I was in trouble, but didn't know how much, and I was failing mentally, but in retrospect, I now realize that there WAS a point where I should have been demanding help. And not let people brush me off -- when I called the diabetes wellness center, all the CDE did was offer to send me a booklet on carb counting. When my BG was in the 400's, NO amount of carb counting would have helped, and the booklet only came after I had been hospitalized anyway. Why don't these professionals take you seriously????

So my take away lesson was to do what you have to, and don't let anyone tell you no. Demand what you need, even if you have to dance naked in their waiting room (homage a Jean V). LOL!!

Thinking about you, and hoping for the best! :-)

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Permalink Reply by MelissaBL on August 29, 2011 at 8:47pm

I know how you feel. You just described my first decade and a half with diabetes. Whatever number my parents and I saw on the meter, 375, 519, 402... we just treated according to my given sliding scale and went about our day. When my A1c was 15%, why wasn't someone shaking me saying "Something is WRONG here!!!!" I didn't see an A1c below 10 until I was well into my 20s. And the scary part was, I didn't know there was anything wrong with that. The first time I was told it was in the 9s, I replied with "isn't is supposed to be closer to 20?" and the nurse gave me the oddest look.

I didn't know when to freak out because I thought PWD just ran numbers like that as part of life. Now that I know, it gives me shivers to think I used to accept 200s and higher as perfectly normal.

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Permalink Reply by Judith on September 1, 2011 at 8:49pm

Thank you, dear Natalie. I tend to shut down and metaphorically crawl under a bush (like my dying kitties--forgive the reference right now, sweet kitty-lover---but our semi-wild ones do this and need to be tracked carefully as they get ready to die) when seriously sad. After dx, I carefully researched many forms of suicide and found that with all of them I was either 1) too inept & would just cripple myself for life; 2) would cause lifelong emotional trauma to family and conductor or driver, for instance if jumping in front of a train/car; or 3) am too much of a wimp---what if I changed my mind as I sailed off a bridge......The emotional reaction is very hard for me to control. But it is not something I ike in myself and so work on it. My husband the math major and my daughter the scientist help a bit.....xx000

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Permalink Reply by Liz on October 1, 2011 at 10:13am

I'm a T2. I dance between 159 to 400. I don't freak out with the numbers... It's when I try to figure out how am I ever going toget to a dentist, how am I gonna pay for a doctors visit or meds? Am I EVER going to have insurance again? Then itall catches up to me and I freak out!

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