(08-11-2016, 03:40 PM)GrammaBear Wrote: Your Dad was not lucky to have diabetes, but he was lucky that his family "had his back" so to speak and looked out for his well being. I appreciate you sharing your story. I sometimes grow weary of trying to chew skittles and something sweet. I believe I will try having crackers on hand and see how that works for me.
Out of curiosity, did your Dad feel sick or nauseous after receiving the DX10?
no, Dad never felt sick or nauseous after getting the DX10... by that time his insulin level was so high and his sugar level so low, he was delirious at best...
After receiving the DX10, he'd start to recover almost immediately, but it was always short lived... and we'd have to sit and watch him in ER and reach out and touch a nurse for another round of DX10 as he'd slip back into a near coma. They'd usually admit him for a minimum of 24 hrs to validate no damage to any of his other vital organs... and that he didn't relapse.
In Dad's case, (happened 3 x) it turned out to be a combination of he'd been really ill, to the point he wasn't eating, then using his glucose meter and it told him he needed to use x units of insulin. This would go on for a few days. We'd watch his mental acuity deteriorate, then all HE** would break loose (and I'd use my pilots license to fly the friendly freeways in well in excess of 120 MPH [Oh, I should tell you I drive a cop car but I'm not a cop!]).
So we learned to have two glucose meters on hand so if things didn't seem quite right, we'd do another test and make the determination then. (Mom started carrying a glucose meter in her purse along with his nitro-stat and a few other things... I always wondered what those man beaters were good for!
But, despite all of it, I consider myself fortunate to still have them both around and in reasonably good condition considering everything.