I was 13 years old and I was away from home for a week on a missions trip. We were on our way home and half way through our 15 hour trip we stopped for the night at a white water center. We were supposed to be out on the river all day and yeah everthing was fine, until i realized i needed to fill my insulin cartridge. I asked my leader for my insulin from her bag and she couldnt find it.Turns out she left it alllll the way back in Pittsburgh, which was now 6 hours away. So I had just eaten lunch, I was out on a river in the middle of no where and I have no insulin...My leaders told me that I should just paddle alot and maybe it will make my blood sugar go down. It didn't. So about after a mile of paddling I started throwing up over the side of the raft from high blood sugar. The leaders called 911 and I was taken to a hospital I had never even heard of. I don't think I'm ever going to forget insulin again..
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I was 13 years old and I was away from home for a week on a missions trip. We were on our way home and half way through our 15 hour trip we stopped for the night at a white water center. We were supposed to be out on the river all day and yeah everthing was fine, until i realized i needed to fill my insulin cartridge. I asked my leader for my insulin from her bag and she couldnt find it.Turns out she left it alllll the way back in Pittsburgh, which was now 6 hours away. So I had just eaten lunch, I was out on a river in the middle of no where and I have no insulin...My leaders told me that I should just paddle alot and maybe it will make my blood sugar go down. It didn't. So about after a mile of paddling I started throwing up over the side of the raft from high blood sugar. The leaders called 911 and I was taken to a hospital I had never even heard of. I don't think I'm ever going to forget insulin again..
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something like that happened to me but it was my humalin N that i forgot and i was on a tour bus heading to california with my choir class. we were in the next county and we cpuldn't go back, luckily one of the shaperones we had on the bus with us was also a T1 and he had some insulin if i ever needed it. i had to call my aunt by the time i got to the hotel and ask her to get me a bottle of insulin from the pharmacy in LA. that was the next day.
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Vicky -- This one's easy for me - Kathy had a hypoglycemic seizure in the middle of the night 3 months after her diagnosis. Let me tell you, you do NOT want to see your child go through this. Although she really doesn't remember any of it.
That sounds so similar to our experience. Our daughter was 23 months old and just diagnosed and having a nap the first couple of days home from the hospital. They had rushed us out as there was a bed shortage and a snowstorm on its way and we lived a long way away from the hospital and the trainers were not going to be able to make it in. Well they hadn't even trained us about glucagon.. and when my daughter awoke from a nap seizing.. I was on the phone immediately, although I'd tried 2 boxes of juice and she was low, but they told me then I should have done glucagon. Anyway, the next time this happened about a year later to the date, in the middle of the night, the meter said 376.. but I thought that can't be right so I retested with another brand meter, and she was 37. I had my hubby hold her so I could inject the glucagon and we held her and waited for it to be over. It's the scariest thing. She remembers too.. she said it was like bugs crawling all over her. She kept asking us to make it stop, when she started to come out of it.. It was awful!! I pray no one else has to go through this with their baby. It's unforgettable.
My scariest diabetes experience ocurred the weeks that I was sick beforeI was diagnosed with diabetes. This was really scary for me because I saw the effects of what completley uncontrolled diabetes could do to a person. One month I was a healthy 4th grader and the next month I was basically the "living dead." I had lost alot of weight to the point that I looked like I had an eating disorder. I had no energy and I slept all the time. I was constantly going to the bathroom and I was always thirsty. This was scary for me because while the symptoms were occuring I did not notice a change at all. I thought I was still a normal fourth grader. When I look back on my experience it makes me realize how serious this disease is. Within just a few weeks a person's heath can deteriorate rapidly. It's also scary because even though I know the consequnces of not controlling my diabetes I still struggle with making sure I carb count and do injections and all the other stuff that diabetics are supposed to do. So that's my scariest experience so far.
Oh, you're gonna make me cry now... Thank heavens it wasn't worse. (to Vicky's post about her daughter.)
When I was living up in Colorado, I took one of my finals. I only half remember this, but I only took half of the final, turned it into the professor, and started to walk back to the dorms. I passed out in the middle of the giant field between the classrooms and the dorms, and I woke up in the campus hospital, sugar water in my arm. I had no idea I was low. This was in the middle of winter in Colorado. Man, that was scary. Urgh.
Oh my gosh I once had a really scary expirience. This happened about two weeks after i was diagnosed. I was drawing out my lantus and was about to go to bed and the tv was on. I was sorta watching the tv and drawing it out at the same time. I had my mom give it to me then i was going into my room when my mom asked me why my novolog vial was out. Yeah i had just taked 15 units of novolog! It was really scary cause i thought i was going to get a really low blood sugar. My mom tried to reach my cde but she didn't answer. We eventually just called my regular pediatrician and she told me to eat a very high carb meal and wait 30 min then take my bg again. I had pasta and a plate of fries. I took my blood after andit was 53. After about 2 more hours (by this time it was midnight) my bg wa finaly 115. It was really scary 'cause i had only been diabetic for 2 weeks so i had no idea what to do.
The worst thing that has ever happend to me waz, it waz my birthday party but it was just me and tha fam wachin a movie. i felt kinda dizzy so i told my mama and she waz worried. i waz very lethargic and woozy. my mama checked my sugar 4 me and it waz 18. i waz gonna pazz out. my mama tried 2 keep me awake, but i kept dozin off, my step daddy came in tha room wit a huge peize of cake and a juize box. he squrited the juize in2 my mouth and waited a couple min. til i could keep my eyes open. after that i ate a huge peize of cake!
This past September I woke up feeling low. I got out of bed, tested, and was 56. I had my dad bring me juice, I drank it, then a couple minutes later got up to go grab breakfast. Next thing I know I'm sitting on the couch and I couldn't bend my arm. I thought nothing of it since whenever I had an episode in the past I was sore for a while. After not feeling better my mom took me to the emergency room for my arm. They told me that my shoulder was dislocated and fractured..while siezing I actually jerked my arm back with enough speed/strength to literally rip apart the muscles holding my shoulder together causing the dislocation/fracture. I was in a sling for 6 weeks and just finished physical therapy a few weeks ago.
I think the scariest part of it was realizing all that could really go wrong with a low blood sugar, and the thought will always haunt me whenever I feel low. The weird part was that my sugar wasn't all that low considering I've been as low as 30 and still be fine. Needless to say, I now keep my meter at the top of my bed and won't get out of bed until I test and my sugar's high enough.
Mine would have to be this. One day when i was younger already on the pump, My site had come out, but was fully taped still so i didnt know it. I went all day with no insulin because my pump was still giving out the boluses and basals it was programmed for. By about 11pm i was feeling really bad, and light headed, hard to breathe, and realy hot. I felt something wet on my shorts, so i looked and it was insulin. The pool of insulin i had been pumping finally worked through the tape and spilled out. I sat down and tested, of course all the meter said was HI, which means somewhere above 500. I've been that high before, though it was usually right about 500, yeah i know not good please no lectures on this, so i thought ok change my site give a shot drink some water go to bed no big deal. I changed my site, gave a shot for a correction and went to stand up to get some water. When i stood i got lightheaded to the point of almost fainting in a matter of seconds, and my vision slowly blacked out. it did it by tunneling, you know start on the outside and go in toward the center causing you to feel like you were looking through a tunnel. And as that happened also in a matter of seconds my blood rused to my head, my head felt really hot, so i sat down immediately. Thinking what the....as soon as i sat down the blood went away my vision came back and i wasnt light headed. I thought wow that was weird and tried to get up again. Same thing. I figured out that if i stayed low then it wouldnt happen, so i crawled from our living room to the bathroom where i got a glass of water while on my knees, then into my parents room to wake up my mom. I told her what was going on and that we may need to go to the ER. after about 20 minutes i was fine and back within meter reading range, but i was petrified. That is the first and only time that has ever happened to me, and I guessed i was probably around 800-900 to get that reaction. I dont recommend it.
Hmmm i have had diabetes for 5 years...and i think ive had like 20 episodes of hypoglocymia, yea scary but i have had like 3 very serious ones. First one was when i was in Italy with Family, i woke up in the morning and i felt tired and sleepy i thought it was cuz of the time change, i go downstairs of the lil hotel and i am stumbling, i check my sugar and its liek high 30's..of course i drink a cappocino but yea scary morning..the next one was at my grandma's house( she is my neighbor) well i was late to school so i decided to go eat w/my grandma..i take my shot and then eat..well i felt ok and i started watching tv, i fall asleep, the next minute i wake up and my sister is tappin my soldiers tellin me to drink sum coke....i then realized i was low and i think it was like 46...but supposely my sister said i acted like a drunk hobo..and i dont remember...and last was my first serious episode, i was like 14 and i was watchin the Jimmy Neutron and Fairly oddParents special episode and what i remember from that episode was seeing the characters comin out of the tv and not being able to think straight..it was crazy and my blood sugar was like low 30's...ive had other incidents but those are probaly the most memorable
Well i dont know if this compares to anyone elses story but about a month ago my church had an easter egg hunt and i was going to participate as long as i took a shot for the candy. Well i had dinner and we went outside and i was looking for eggs and i found a bunch but i didnt eat any candy cuz i wasnt feeling good. Then i had to wait for my mom to get out of choir practice and i was going to test my sugar but i got preoccupied with something else. So about 5 minutes before my mom got out of choir practice i started feeling sick and i tested my sugar and my tester said HI. Well i was so out of it that one of my friends told me i actually said hi back to the tester before i realized that omg! So i grabbed my ketone strips and ran to the bathroom and luckily i was negative. I took a shot to bring it down and i figured out the reason it was so high was because i never took my shot for dinner and i had a carb buffet for dinner. When i got home i was getting something out of the fridge and my legs started cramping up. So i figured it was just the average leg cramp and i sat down to stretch and as soon as i flexed my muscle it froze on me and i started crying cuz it hurt so bad and i didnt know what to do. So my dad jumped up and started to make me walk around but i wanted to sit and he made me keep walking. He keeps tonic water in the fridge cuz he cramps up alot but it had alot of sugar in it so i couldnt drink it. Then we were checking if we had anything with potassium in it and (this was a miricale from god) my mom just happened (when she was shopping) to pick up a diet tonic water. So i chugged that down and almost puked because i didnt realize how bad it tasted. Well the leg cramps didnt go away that night and i was scared to go to bed incase they froze up again. So i didnt sleep that night or the next night but then they stopped hurting and my muscles were really sore for about 2 weeks. But that really freaked me out so i make sure i keep my sugar down now just so that doesnt happen again.
my scariest moment was when I was so low that I couldn't get out of bed because I woke up low and tried to call my mom for help but I couldn't yell. She just so happened to come in my room and she saw me laying on my bed trying to get her attention.
My scariest moment was when i was in the fourth grade and it was on a saturday morning. I woke up and started walking then we think that i fell and i hit my head and my mom thought i had fainted so she and mt brother were shoveling sugar into me. When we got to the hospital (still unconcious at this point) we were only there for the morning then they sent me home after I woke up at the hospital. They said i had a seizure because my bloodsugar went really low then shot back up. Everytime my mom checked me i had perfect bloodsugars.
~Erin :)
I was on a camping holiday with my (now ex) wife and son. I woke up, did my jab as usual then we realised we needed some stuff before breakfast.
I walked to the site shop with my boy, didn't realise how low my sugar was, and was acting very strangely: buying daft things, forgetting what we needed. My son, who was about 4, was very confused by me. In the end we got back to the tent with a haul of random stuff, before I ate what chocolate we had left and passed out.
When I awoke the police were there (the site owners had called them about the mad bloke inthe shop with a small child) and when I recovered I got a severe talking to from my (now ex) missus!
Not good. Never happened since...
I have had diabetes for 21 years and have had a few scary experiences, but the scariest was when I was about 10 or 11 years old and was staying the night at a friend's house. I was sleeping on the floor when I woke up soaking wet and unable to move any part of my body. It took a moment to realize that my blood sugar was super low. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't move at all, but I was completely conscious. I called to my fried for probably 5 min before she woke up and brought me some cookies which I ate until I felt better. It wasn't until I told my mom about it that I realized what a scary thing it was...
I have had two really scary lows since being diagnosed two and a half years ago. The first really bad low i had was about a year and a half after i was diagnosed. I was playing in a very long basketball tournemeant and hadn't eaten enough before my games and my insulin doses were WAY too high. After my first game i went home to make myself some lunch. I don't remember a lot of what happened but i do remember trying to make a grilled cheese sandwhich. instead of putting the bread in the frying pan i put my hand and part of my wrist in it! i didnt even feel that i was burning myself until a lot later. My parents didnt notice what was happening until i fell over on the floor. at that point they called the emt's right away. Once i woke up there were a whole bunch of emt's around me and it was very scary. i had no idea what was going on. then i felt the pain of the burn i had suffered. i don't feel it when i get that low so i didnt even notice i was low until everyone pointed it out to me after. I have never been more scared then i was then. The other time was about half way through my second semester in math class. For what ever reason i hadn't brought anything to school with me to eat (there was a barbeque or something at lunch). while i was sitting in the math class trying to pay attention to the lecture i noticed that i was starting to fall asleep and that the teachers words were beggining to slur. i remember almost falling asleep but then the bell rang and i somehow managed to get upstairs to the school office to get my mom to come bring me something to eat. i learned then to never leave my house without something sugary on me.
Mine was actually at the beginning of the month, it was the first time that it has happened to me as well. I had the flu and had not taken my insulin and ended up in a coma for 19 hours, my friend called 911 because I had a seziure and could not breathe and was laying in bed completley passed out, I woke up after that 19 hours in a hospital bed... I do not remember being in an ambulance or my friend calling my parents or the EMT. It was very scary and my lesson was definatley learned...
It would have to be when i alsomt passed out.
ok so yesterday started out normal i had spent the nite at a friends house and my blood sugars were fine. i get home from my friends house at about 10 and my mom isnt home yet (she went to get donuts for my bro and his 4 friends. so i go on with my day fine then i am told im going golfing at 3 30 so we had some time and my mom took me and my bro to get a smootie. i have had them b4 but i guess yesterday changed and i gave 7 units. at about 12 so be fore i go out im 205 and knowing that im walking 9 holes i only give .5. so i hit some practice balls to warm up and im fine. first low was at the third hole i was 60 so i had half of a poweraid. second low was on hole 5 adn i had the rest of the poweraid. finally i started to feel funny on hole 7 and i finish up and walk up to 8 its a par 2 so i thought i could make it with only one hole left. i get my ball on the green in two shots and i really start feeling funny so i get out my kit and im 41 so i dont finish the hole and i grab my ball and walk to the start of the ninth hole i let my dad know that i have no more juice and i try to start walking in to the club house. i dont remember much from there but my dad says that i lost my way and wasnt walking in a straight line. so then i started tottering and my dad runs to me as i fall. he leaves me with my bro while he sprints to the club house to get juice when i go out cold while he is running the people on 18 see us and they happend to be really good friends of ours so my dad lets them know what is happening and they send their caddy in to get me juice. my dad and mr lauderbak run back to me and start feeding me gateraid and im not responding so they get a golf cart and drive me to the front of the club house and now they have a straw and are maniging to get me to drink it was not till the third cup of oj did i finally understand what was going on and regained concious ness. when i woke up i started to cry and there were alot of people surrounding me to see if i was ok. my dad was asking me all of these questions to see if i was ok and after a half out i was able to wobble up and on to the seat of the golf cart. seconds later i threw up all over my dads pants. oops! it was truly humbeling to see all those people who cared about me when i woke up i got tons of calls today seeing if i was ok im really glad that the lauderbaks saw me or who knows were i would be today?