Mar 20, 2008

#2 The first months

When I left the doctor to go to the hospital, I wasn't in good shape. I could hardly keep walking and I was more thirsty than ever. Moreover when I was on my hospital bed, I got horrible cramps that I couldn't stop on my own. My dad who was there, tried everything but it was hard, and I waited for 10 minutes until the doctor who was taking care of me give me potassium to stop cramps. I was really tired. My blood glucose level was around 5mg/dL and my blood cetone lvl was around 0.8 mg/dL. Normally the correct concentrations are 0.85mg/dL and 0mg/dL (cetone is a poison). My view was also blurred, because of the high variation of glucose...
The first week at the hospital was really strange. With the first treaments, I was starting to realize how ill I was, and it was a pleasure to have some good night's sleep. I met the dietician who told me how I had to eat and what too. I was wondering if I would be able to eat everything I liked before and if I could live like I used to do. I met a lot of doctors, and my family, as shocked as me, went every day and I remember that the nurses were really nice to me. During those 2 weeks of hospitalization, I had to learn how to inject insulin and which dose I had to take. Everything was new for me. I had to regulate my blood glucose level with a small object called a blood glucose meter before each meal, and after too. Sometimes I was crying and it was really hard to inject myself insulin. At school, friends and teachers were really careful with me...

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