cattyann

Like I said before….I suck at being diabetic. I always have. It seems now I have a new found respect for the disease. After many times of my sugar being well at 385 and over, and ignoring it, I can no longer do so. It seems, I had a moment. You know….when you get it. It was the night before last and my sugar had been high all day. Yes, I take glipizide and I do so 4 times a day. I have metformin, but it upsets my stomach. Anyhow, here I am at 1:30 am, and my husband calls me, to see how I am doing. Now…he works third shift and I am use to his calls at this time. However, I didn’t seem to want to talk, and was pretty much unable to talk. I did tell him to call later and I then got up to find my meter, found it and preceeded to get very, very angry. To the point of crying. I could not seem to find all I need to check my sugar and when I did, it just flashed, “check ketones.” I then did what any sane diabetic does, threw the meter across the room and began to cry.
I was sooo out of it, I could barely walk, think or move. I felt that my arms and legs weighed thousands of pounds. I have since been told I am an idiot to let this go. I am not a big girl, 5′1″ and 140 lbs, and am quite active. I want to give up, and for the record, I hate being a diabetic. Control is not my game, but is going to have to be and I will have to be on top of it.
Knowing there are many, many other people out there going through the same, let’s talk. I am scared and uninformed. If anyone can be of help, let me know, it would be greatly appreciated, as I was told, I could have easily gone into a coma that night.

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