As you know, I've spent my life lately with the company of nausea, falling a few times, and generally feeling just below shit.
Friday, Tammy and I disagreed again about a hospital visit, and on her way home from work, she stopped to get a blood sugar meter. The real consences at her work was that I muse be diabetic.
"If this is high, you're going to the hospital".
Turns out that I had a BS level of "over 600" and the meter couldn't even measure the actual number. FYI, the normal level is about 100 or so.
I ended up in the ER at Holy Family.
There, I was diagnosed, received two liters of LR (bolus) and an injection of 10u of Novolog .
By 3AM we were discharged and went home, both glad that we didn't get get admitted.
Spent the next couple of days trying to figure out meal plans and testing times and med administration..
Today, I managed breakfast OK, I think (3 poached). BS 338 a good drop.
I'll do lunch OK too. Waiting for The Roo to call for last minute instructions.
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