Hi. My husband, Eric, has Type 1 diabetes. He was diagnosed nine years ago, six months after we started dating. We've been learning to live with his condition ever since. We're still learning.
Things haven't been going so well, lately. The hardest part for me, right now, is having no one who understands to talk to about it. I'd be really interested in hearing from other spouses, but input from other family members or people who have Type 1 themselves is also welcomed.
For the past two weeks, night time has been a problem. This morning he was down to at least 40 when I caught it. Getting him to drink juice was also a bit of a struggle. About two weeks ago I called the paramedics. I'm pretty sure he was on the verge of a seizure. He wasn't able to talk or sit up. He was down to at least 30, probably lower. He was able to lift his head and swallow and he did drink some juice. I almost gave him glucagon.
Since then, I've been making him check himself every morning when I wake up. He's been doing okay, either high, more or less normal, and one day down to 60. The mistake I made this morning was letting us sleep in for an hour. He's been trying to adjust his Lantus and he has an appointment with his specialist in about a month. I want him to get an insulin pump.
I'm struggling with a lot of issues related to his diabetes right now. The big one is just plain, simple, worry. Not only am I worried about his immediate health and safety, but I'm also starting to think about the big picture, long term stuff, like his life expectancy and how that's going to affect me and our future. I'm also having trouble with my boss, who seems incapable of understanding that my husband has an incurable, life threatening disease and that it is not totally under our control, and that I'm not going to be able to work sometimes if I need to take care of him. I'm also having a hard time getting him to understand the seriousness of his condition when he gets extremely low, because he either has amnesia or is too confused when it happens to have a grasp on it.
So, if anyone has any words of advice, comfort, or commiseration, I'd be glad to hear them! Thanks, Emily