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Message: <blockquote data-quote="lilibet" data-source="post: 58846" data-attributes="member: 11459">Had some thirst whilst on hols but only noticably for one day - easy to put down to the italian sunReturned from hols Sunday, on Weds was up peeing a lot, decided to monitor it (UTI etc?)On Thursday evening was very thirsty. Not just my usual lots of water but NEEDED it. Thought it might have been what I had eaten but was drinking enough to double over in pain so again though id keep an eye on it. On Thursday night into Friday I was up 12 times for toilet, no other UTI symptoms.Called Doc Friday morning, went to see her, told her I thought I had diabetes. No weight loss, fatigue, smell of ketones, blurred vision, thrush, family history, too old for type 1, too healthy and slim for type 2 so concluded it wasnt likely. However, insisted on BG be taken.6 hours later I was in A and E with a bg of 27. The real fun began with the triage nurse who when taking the bg asked me what diabetic meds I was on. When I stated I hadnt been diagnosed yet/on any, he raised his eyes, let out a whistle and then nodded his head. He then threw a gown onto a bed on a cubicle, told me to put it on and bag my clothes. When I asked how he knew Id be staying in if I hadnt seen the doc, he then made more scary overtures about how I WOULD be staying in, no doubt etc. Then my real panic began.50 mins later Doc finally came, took blood to check if my blood acids/kidneys were ok :shock: , went away for ages, came back again and then said we'll get you to a ward. I by this point was in floods of tears and querying how on earth I could be type 2. Got a withering look and a sigh, stating that I was type 1. Also told that its unfortunate I was diagnosed on  a Friday because otherwise I would just be seen at a clinic (DNS later told me that they would have had me admitted if id presented as I had). Through the bouts of crying, was told that I was 'at least taking it seriously'.Went to ward, left for another hour, injected with 10u insulin by another doc. Then saw another doc a few hours later who was horrible, then put me on a drip with iv fluids, actrapid. About 2 hours after that I had a hypo of 0.5 where a nurse told me I felt funny because I had sat up too quickly. After this was treated, fell asleep. Saw yet another doc, then moved to another ward, where I saw no one until the following day when I got out.Lovely</blockquote>

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