Crazy?

Since currently my cancer news is infrequent, I keep neglecting this blog.  Sorry.  Therefore, I’ll go back to my somewhat colorful medical history.  There is a lot of it unwritten, so let’s tackle some more diabetes fun.  The last post I wrote about diabetes covered me at age thirteen when I officially ‘got’ the disease.  Since then, well, it hasn’t gone away.

In 11th grade I was starting at a new school and began feeling very strange.  My mind kept wandering, and I couldn’t concentrate on anything.  In the evenings I’d sit to do homework and my eyes couldn’t focus on the book; the words seemed to wander off the page.  Since I had always been a good student it seemed obvious to me that I was losing my mind, so I didn’t tell anyone … if I was destined for  a mental institution, why hurry it?  But I was terrified.  One morning in the second week of school, I apparently did not wake up, so my mom yelled upstairs to wake me.  I then wandered into my parents’ empty bedroom and fell back asleep.  When my mom found me, I was completely confused, pleasantly amused at her concern, and fell back asleep.  My mother immediately called my diabetes doctor, who said my symptoms were definitely not diabetes and that I must be having emotional  problems.  So, mom called a therapist friend who came right over.  He took one look at me and said, this is NOT emotional, this is PHYSICAL.  Give her some juice!  Thank goodness for therapists, eh?!!  Ten minutes after drinking orange juice, my brain started working again;  I asked why I was in mom and dad’s bedroom, and what  the heck was our therapist friend doing at the house so early?

My parents found me a new diabetes doctor!

My insulin doses were adjusted, and I learned that confusion and disorientation are common signs of low blood sugar.  I had just never experienced them before.  There are many different symptoms of low blood sugar (which, by the way, can be life threatening) including no symptoms at all.  I started learning a whole lot more about diabetes.

That first doctor?  Well, he had simply felt it best to just let me be a kid.  He had even told my parents that when I was thirteen.  Oh, they’ll have this disease cured in ten years, he said.  Oy, what an idiot.

One Reply to “Crazy?”

  1. It’s Kristen, Kaki’s older sister and so Yikes – I didn’t know this or at least I don’t remember. Frightening how totally irresponsible that first doctor was. Thank goodness mom and dad were paying attention.

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