DKA and coma at diagnosis. Due to lab mixup, I went another weekend wanting to die. I felt so horrible and I looked horrible. Lost 20 pounds, was peeing, drinking, eating and sleeping. I never, ever want to feel like that again which is why I hate high blood sugars so much. I would much prefer a low to a high.
We were told another few hours & I might not have made it. But the amazing thing, insulin. Literally the next day when my aunt and uncle came to visit, thinking they were coming to say goodbye (they saw me that weekend), and they found me sitting up in bed, with a big smile and laughing. Insulin! It is my liquid gold. Can’t live without it and wow, sometimes the price tag is brutal!
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