Hey guys, I've had a super ****** weekend and I'm sick of feeling sick.
I ended up in a+e with bgs of 26 and ketones after a cannula kinked. I had replaced it but bgs weren't coming down and I couldn't keep any fluids down.
They started out well but then wanted to give me 10u of actrapid after 2 hours of me being there, when bgs had come down a bit. Enough to kill me essentially.
The two days since have just been roller-coaster bgs with two 4am wake ups, this mornings being 2.7.
I haven't been in hospital due to D in about 15 years and I'm just thinking what's the ****** point. My Gp now wont help (cant - doesn't have a ****** clue) and I cant get a referral to Cambridge in any kind of rush "hopefully by the end of the week you'll get the paperwork" - what bloody use is that?!
Hugs to you, brother.
Believe me, mate, I DO know what it's like to have a ****** time. I was admitted to hospital, myself, on Saturday, 27th October due to DKA (Diabetic Ketocidosis).
For some unknown reason, I started vomiting violently on Friday night, and was still doing so when I was admitted on Saturday night. (I must have vomited 40 or 50 times, causing my kidneys to malfunction.)
I'd been taking correction boluses throughout Saturday in a deliberate attempt to get my blood glucose levels back under control. (I AM normally pretty well controlled, even though I'm what was originally termed a 'brittle diabetic' which, at the time, indicated wildly swinging blood glucose levels. These days it is tended to be used as meaning 'out of control' diabetes.) I took another correction bolus, via injection, whilst the ambulance crew were attending to me. Their last blood glucose reading for me was 31.6 mmol/l before we left for the hospital. On arrival at A&E it was checked again, by the nursing staff, and found to have come down a little to 28.8 mmol/l.
The best of it was, the hospital staff had started me on a continuous insulin infusion without telling me. This meant that I had their insulin being infused as well as my own pump's, which was still connected. Within a few hours, my blood glucose level had come down to 16.4 mmol/l. I'd noticed in the meantime that they were giving me an insulin infusion as the damned alarm kept going off, indicating that I'd moved my arm and disturbed the cannula that they'd inserted. (The one in my right arm, that had been inserted by the ambulance crew had already 'failed' at this time, but that's not unusual for me. I have a 'problem' with veins 'collapsing', resulting in fluids being absorbed into the body's tissues, and regularly need to have cannulas resited.) I removed my own pump. The next blood glucose level was back in the 20s, indicating that my insulin requirements had increased somewhat.
Even though the vomiting continued during my stay, I was 'begging' doctors to discharge me on Tuesday ... the reason being, Wednesday, for me, is the 'biggest' day of the year. (It's Samhain, or Hallowe'en for those who don't follow a Pagan religion/spiritual belief system.)
It was still after 6:00 PM when I got the 'OK, green light' to leave as they were awaiting results from blood tests that were carried out on my kidney function, liver function, and potassium levels before telling me that I could go home.
What I will say, sir, is that it isn't always "burnout" as indicated by the heading of your post, but sometimes a 'minor' hiccup, even though it doesn't feel that way at the time. My blood glucose control has returned to what is 'normal' for me, and even though I've vomited several times since getting home, this is not 'out of the ordinary' for me. (I have gastroparesis ... delayed emptying of stomach contents ... which is controlled by the autonomic nervous system ... more specifically, the Vagus nerve ... which makes me vomit several times each week.)
I certainly do hope that you're recovering since your hospital stay, sir, and that you soon feel 'on top of the World'.
Be well, Engineer88.
Lots of Love and Light.
Mick
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