Chapter 69: Don’t I wish?

Wednesday, August 11th, 2021

Where to start? It’s been an interesting last few months. The highlight being that I thought I was in the middle of a fit and told my kids to call an ambulance. Nothing of the sort, my blood sugar was 834 and climbing. I found out I was a diabetic, who knew?

It was like this: if you’ve noticed Mt.Dew figures into a lot of my stories. That’s because I drank it constantly. I had finally convinced my self to slow down or stop it and was drinking fruit juice in it’s place. I overwhelmed my system and boom hospital trip. I was there for two or three days. My last days there I was in this awesome room that was huge, quiet and under lit. They had a fan they let me use to blow air on my face. I slept almost two days. They woke me up for their tests and food. Other than that, I slept. I didn’t want to leave I was so comfortable. Over twenty grand in the hole later I still say it was the most restful sleep I had in months.

What was sad is a driver T-boned my two daughter’s as they left from seeing me and the ambulance brought them right back. My kids are OK they had some bruises and stuff. Nothing serious. What did suck is the female driver totaled my daughter’s car. She also didn’t bother to be insured so my kids will have to sue her.

I spent the next two weeks learning about diet and diabetes. I also found my mood stabilized after I got on insulin. I take two pills plus 2 -5 shots a day. People have been saying that I am more cognitively active than I was. I’m also not as prone to depression. I’ve been taken off of the suicide track by my mental health care providers. Yay!

I still have mobility issues and speech issues. The doctor found a calcium deposit on the left side of my brain that interferes with balance and fine motor skills as well as some fraying in an artery in my neck. Apparently, a neuro-degenerative disease is part of this and it takes it’s own sweet time. I can probably manage to die from my other issues before it can totally cripple me.

Another thing insulin has done is expand my heat tolerance. I don’t want to shrivel up and die as soon as heat hits me. I get about 10 min or so before it starts hitting me hard. So that’s good.

Well, that sums it up for now.

Cheers,