Hello all, just found this sub and I figured I would tell my story.
So about two months ago I moved and things went downhill very quickly. At first it was being tired and what I thought was back pain. Since I was still moving I thought nothing of it and ignored it for about a week. This would have been around the 13 of May. Now is when things get worse, my eyesight went to crap overnight, as in I could barely read my screen or the food I was making. About 5 days pass and my back pain starts getting really bad and I am now starting to sleep 18+ hours a day. I had also started drinking a stupid amount of water, as in 10 to 15 glasses/bottles a day, and peeing just as much.
As you can tell, things are bad, but they do get worse unfortunately. It is now the 18th, and I had lost all apatite and I started to vomit. This continued until the 21st when in the morning I started have troubles breathing. So we scheduled a doctors appointment for the next day. When I woke up on the 22nd I started hyperventilating and I could not walk, I was just stumbling around like a drunk person, I had to be carried to the car by my dad.
We get to the urgent care and within 30secs of the doctor laying eyes on me, he told me to go to the hospital. This is when we realized something was terribly wrong. So, we get to the hospital and I was immediately put in a room in the ER and they started figuring out what was wrong with me. The head doctor assigned to my case ordered a finger prick test, and when the nurse did it, the first 2 machines crashed when reading my blood and the third read my blood glucose level was 1176. Stunned, the doctor ordered a blood test done by the lab to verify the result and it was verified. I also had an A1c of 14.0.
I feel that I should add the fact that I was fully conscious for all of this, I was not in a coma. So that was how I found out I was diabetic, setting a new record in the hospital in the process.
I won't lie, adapting to this new lifestyle has been tough, especially the early meal times. But I am getting though it. Looking back, I am really surprised my family and I did not realize that I was in DKA sooner, diabetes is rampant in my father's side, although everyone is type 2 not 1. I cannot believe how incredibly lucky I am to not have slipped into a coma or worse.
Sorry for the long and incoherent post, I just felt like I needed to get this off my chest.
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