:cry: Monday morning i found my husband sitting in our office in a coma. He was choking on mucus, vomit and his tongue. He was soaked to the skin and i really thought he was dead cause his breathing was sooo faint.
It all started after an afternoon and evening of drinking. He came home at 12ish, said he had tested and injected ( i was in bed) and that he was 8.3. At 4am is i tested his sugar levels again as i always worry when he's been drinking. He was 4.4 Great or so i though. At 6.30 he was staggering around the bathroom trying to have a drink. He wasn't sweating and he was staring at me saying i'm ******, leave me alone i'm ******. I tried to test him but he said he was ****** and as i'd checked his sugar levels not so long before i never thought anuymore. He went into our office and sat down. I had got so annoyed at him that i said fine stay there then, and i went to bed. If only i'd known. When i woke at 8.30 he was in a coma. I've never been so scared. Paramedics arrived and after getting him onto the floor they gave him insulin drip. He started to come round and he couldn't speak. After the drip, drinks and food his sugar levels kept dropping so they took him to hospital to make sure he was stable.
Its left me numb. I am so angry and upset with him, and i can't get the images out of my head. I've warned him before when i've had to call paramedics out that i can't go through that again. This time was 10 times worse.
He says he's going to change but a few things are getting to me. 1) why is he only wanting to change now its scared him. THe fact it scared me before seems to mean nothing to him. and 2) why has it taken him 6 years and close to death to realise this? 3) what if he doesn't change.
Will i ever get over this and do i stick around to see him go through this again?? It scared my 4 year old boy too, to the extent he wouldn't sleep at home the first night.
It all started after an afternoon and evening of drinking. He came home at 12ish, said he had tested and injected ( i was in bed) and that he was 8.3. At 4am is i tested his sugar levels again as i always worry when he's been drinking. He was 4.4 Great or so i though. At 6.30 he was staggering around the bathroom trying to have a drink. He wasn't sweating and he was staring at me saying i'm ******, leave me alone i'm ******. I tried to test him but he said he was ****** and as i'd checked his sugar levels not so long before i never thought anuymore. He went into our office and sat down. I had got so annoyed at him that i said fine stay there then, and i went to bed. If only i'd known. When i woke at 8.30 he was in a coma. I've never been so scared. Paramedics arrived and after getting him onto the floor they gave him insulin drip. He started to come round and he couldn't speak. After the drip, drinks and food his sugar levels kept dropping so they took him to hospital to make sure he was stable.
Its left me numb. I am so angry and upset with him, and i can't get the images out of my head. I've warned him before when i've had to call paramedics out that i can't go through that again. This time was 10 times worse.
He says he's going to change but a few things are getting to me. 1) why is he only wanting to change now its scared him. THe fact it scared me before seems to mean nothing to him. and 2) why has it taken him 6 years and close to death to realise this? 3) what if he doesn't change.
Will i ever get over this and do i stick around to see him go through this again?? It scared my 4 year old boy too, to the extent he wouldn't sleep at home the first night.