When Diabetes Gets Scary - Kate

Here is how it goes. I have had an absyss on my right leg for about a week. On Wednesday, it started getting really inflamed and extremely painful. I was back with my endo on Wednesday and he had a look. He gave me antibiotics and told me to get my A1C of 13.1 (cringe) down fast.

I couldn't go to school on Thursday, and by the evening I couldn't get out of bed. Friday morning, Mam rang a private hospital near us to see what we should do. They told me to start fasting from that moment and get to the hospital A.S.A.P.

When we got there, I was lying on a bed in A&E and the absyss slightly burst. Then the nurse barely touched it with some gauze and the whole thing just errupted. It was loooooottts of blood but felt good to have the pressure gone. I had to stand up to release more pressure and when I got up on my feet, I felt a cloud come over me, and the room started spinning, then I vomited, and fainted. I vomited because I had a high temperature from the infection in the absyss and the fainting was the because all the pressure released so fast. This was at 6pm and I hadn't eaten since 1pm so my blood sugar plummetted, so I went on a glucose drip as well as IV antibiotics.

A surgeon came in and examined me, and said I would need surgery, because the infection was deep in the muscle and if they didn't operate, the infection would spread to my bladder, bowel, and blood stream and it would poison me. I had to be put to sleep, there was no way around it. i was so scared. I've never had surgery before.

This absyss was caused by my high blood sugar. I was so scared and upset and angry and all these different emotions.

When I went to theatre, I went hysterical and wouldn't let them near me. So they cancelled the operation because I was so upset until the next morning.

I went back to my room on the ward and had something to eat, then after midnight I had to fast. My blood sugars never went under 160 or over 300. Pretty good for the infection and the not eating. I was 190 going down for surgery but then I had to take a sedative to make me calm down so I wouldn't panic again, and it worked. I got scared but they got the anesthetic in me before I even got a chance to pull my arm away. I took my pump off for the surgery because I was afraid I would drop, and my blood sugar was monitored throughout. At one point out a scrub nurse came running out all in a panic because my blood sugar was 280. Mom asked how long was left with the surgery, and he said ten minutes, so she said I would be fine and she would correct me when I got out.

I don't even remember waking up in recovery, just waking up back in my bed on the ward. Mom said all anybody got out of me for like 2 hours was "Ehhhh" or "maaah". Sounds interesting. And she said I just kept asking what my blood sugar was. And everytime she answered back 180. My Mom is very patient lol.

This was all today and yesterday. I kept repeating everything to everyone and apparantly we stopped at a pharmacy on the way home to get dressings, mom said I was awake but I dont't remember any of it! It's the sedative...

Diabetes camp is this weekend, mom said if i take a nap i can go down tonight :) Yayy..

Peace :)