Shilts
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Hi all,
I have decided to sign up here and post, mainly as I am still reeling from the week's events. I have given a precis of my situation on my welcome post, but just for clarity (my own more than anything) I will recount it here too. Apologies in advance for the long post, you might want a cuppa.
I had a rather painful spot under my armpit that began growing about a fortnight ago. I also had noticed that I was excessively thirsty and needing to pee a lot recently, but as we have had the joint hottest summer on record here in the UK, I had put much of this down to the weather. The weekend before last (August bank holiday) I drove my family to Disneyland Paris, which from where we live amounts to about a 6-7 hour drive plus a ferry in between. I did all of that with this pain developing under my arm.
Things came to a head on Wednesday last week (the day after we arrived back home from France) and I went to see my GP, who declared that I had an abscess and prescribed antibiotics, with a instruction to go to A & E if it got worse. Thursday cam, and after a horrendous day at work, with the pain getting steadily worse, I headed to my local hospital, where I was triaged and then sent to the surgical assessment unit.
As the nurse was taking some blood samples from me, she mentioned that my blood was very thick. She then said that as a matter of routine, everyone who comes in gets a blood sugar test done. She did the first one, and did that thing that you don't like to see medical professionals do...she did a double take at the meter.
"Have you had anything sweet or sticky on your hands" she asked, and after getting me to wash my hands, she repeated the test. 23.1 and 22.9 on the readings. "You aren't going home tonight" was the next statement. I knew then that something strange was up.
After being admitted, around 1am, I tried to get a bit of kip, and I was put on a fast drip, 2 bags in 2 hours through my blood. I was then seen by the surgeon first thing Friday morning, and he said that normally they wouldn't operate on an abscess like mine (! - it killed!), but they said becuase of my high blood sugar, and the fact that I was already in hospital, they decided to get me done. So without any time to dwell on things, about an hour later, I was prepped for theatre, given a general, and the next moment I was awake, with my abscess treated.
Back to the ward I went, and regular blood sugars taken, while I waited to be spoken to by the diabetes doctor. He came round in the afternoon, to deliver the news that in their opinion, I had got diabetes, and in all likelihood it was Type 1. This was a huge shock, and although I knew the blood sugar wasn't right, it still is hard news to process. Fast forward a few hours, and around comes the diabetes nurse, with all the equipment under the sun, about a day's worth of information packed into 15 minutes and off she went.
I was discharged the next day, and have had to have my dressings changed daily on my abscess ever since. I booked in to see the GP on Monday this week, and have been issued with a boat load of stuff. I'm still getting my head around testing my blood sugar levels, insulin twice a day, low carbs, fluctuating levels, ketones...
I feel shell shocked to be honest. I've got a young family, two children aged 5 and 8 months, and a very caring wife. I've also got amazing parents and a good support network around me. My head is all over the place, and I have so many questions, but then on the other hand, I haven't as I my brain can't process it all.
I was very tired all day yesterday, and I'm suffering a lot with my vision. My glasses don't seem to work any more, and everything is blurry right now. My levels are fluctuating between 15 and 4, higher first thing in the morning, and lower at night.
I have had so much trouble with the glucoject pen they gave me in hospital for my blood sugars. I have bought myself some Unistik 3's online, as I have done much better with those, but my clinic didn't seem to want to prescribe those. I thought I would take the bull by the horns on that one and just order some.
Can I eat sugary things, do I need to quit? Can I still drink alcohol, do I need to quit? Should I never again let a potato cross my lips? Why do I struggle between 9-10pm for hunger - what can I eat? Fruit juice, gone forever?
So many questions. Sorry to rant on, but i'm still coming to terms with things, and I'm sure others have been there. Looking forward to understanding more. I want to learn (I am an academic, after all!), but I've got to get my head right first, if that makes sense.
Thanks for reading, if you made it to the end...
I have decided to sign up here and post, mainly as I am still reeling from the week's events. I have given a precis of my situation on my welcome post, but just for clarity (my own more than anything) I will recount it here too. Apologies in advance for the long post, you might want a cuppa.
I had a rather painful spot under my armpit that began growing about a fortnight ago. I also had noticed that I was excessively thirsty and needing to pee a lot recently, but as we have had the joint hottest summer on record here in the UK, I had put much of this down to the weather. The weekend before last (August bank holiday) I drove my family to Disneyland Paris, which from where we live amounts to about a 6-7 hour drive plus a ferry in between. I did all of that with this pain developing under my arm.
Things came to a head on Wednesday last week (the day after we arrived back home from France) and I went to see my GP, who declared that I had an abscess and prescribed antibiotics, with a instruction to go to A & E if it got worse. Thursday cam, and after a horrendous day at work, with the pain getting steadily worse, I headed to my local hospital, where I was triaged and then sent to the surgical assessment unit.
As the nurse was taking some blood samples from me, she mentioned that my blood was very thick. She then said that as a matter of routine, everyone who comes in gets a blood sugar test done. She did the first one, and did that thing that you don't like to see medical professionals do...she did a double take at the meter.
"Have you had anything sweet or sticky on your hands" she asked, and after getting me to wash my hands, she repeated the test. 23.1 and 22.9 on the readings. "You aren't going home tonight" was the next statement. I knew then that something strange was up.
After being admitted, around 1am, I tried to get a bit of kip, and I was put on a fast drip, 2 bags in 2 hours through my blood. I was then seen by the surgeon first thing Friday morning, and he said that normally they wouldn't operate on an abscess like mine (! - it killed!), but they said becuase of my high blood sugar, and the fact that I was already in hospital, they decided to get me done. So without any time to dwell on things, about an hour later, I was prepped for theatre, given a general, and the next moment I was awake, with my abscess treated.
Back to the ward I went, and regular blood sugars taken, while I waited to be spoken to by the diabetes doctor. He came round in the afternoon, to deliver the news that in their opinion, I had got diabetes, and in all likelihood it was Type 1. This was a huge shock, and although I knew the blood sugar wasn't right, it still is hard news to process. Fast forward a few hours, and around comes the diabetes nurse, with all the equipment under the sun, about a day's worth of information packed into 15 minutes and off she went.
I was discharged the next day, and have had to have my dressings changed daily on my abscess ever since. I booked in to see the GP on Monday this week, and have been issued with a boat load of stuff. I'm still getting my head around testing my blood sugar levels, insulin twice a day, low carbs, fluctuating levels, ketones...
I feel shell shocked to be honest. I've got a young family, two children aged 5 and 8 months, and a very caring wife. I've also got amazing parents and a good support network around me. My head is all over the place, and I have so many questions, but then on the other hand, I haven't as I my brain can't process it all.
I was very tired all day yesterday, and I'm suffering a lot with my vision. My glasses don't seem to work any more, and everything is blurry right now. My levels are fluctuating between 15 and 4, higher first thing in the morning, and lower at night.
I have had so much trouble with the glucoject pen they gave me in hospital for my blood sugars. I have bought myself some Unistik 3's online, as I have done much better with those, but my clinic didn't seem to want to prescribe those. I thought I would take the bull by the horns on that one and just order some.
Can I eat sugary things, do I need to quit? Can I still drink alcohol, do I need to quit? Should I never again let a potato cross my lips? Why do I struggle between 9-10pm for hunger - what can I eat? Fruit juice, gone forever?
So many questions. Sorry to rant on, but i'm still coming to terms with things, and I'm sure others have been there. Looking forward to understanding more. I want to learn (I am an academic, after all!), but I've got to get my head right first, if that makes sense.
Thanks for reading, if you made it to the end...