Posted by SONYA on October 02, 2002 at 12:32:11:
In Reply to: Re: I am so lost posted by melissa on August 28, 2002 at 14:45:29:
I understand some of what your going through. My husband of 8 months started to complain about his eyesite going blurry. I being a registered nurse thought maybe he needed glasses considering he continued to drive with blurred vision. This continued for one week then he left for work one morning and returned home saying he didn't feel good. That was a friday. He went to the doctor and they told him he would have to schedule an appointment to be seen at a later date. He returned home and we talked about him going to the emerygency room and he assured me that this wasn't necessary.(He didn't have health insurance)
The following week he stayed home from work but we continued to do our daily things.At this time I was also 7 months pregnant so most of my time was spent working 12 hour shifts and sleeping. As the week progressed we decided that he would go to the emergency room when I came home friday morning. When I got home he was suppose to be dressed and ready to go. When I got home he was in the bed and so I said I would go lay down and when he was dressed that he should wake me. I awoke about 10am and he was walking pass the couch were I was sleeping and he was staggering. I called out to him and he didn't respond to me .I got up and asked him to get dressed so I could take him to the hospital. He just stared at me. So I called the ambulance and they took him to the hospital. That friday he was diagnosed with a severe case of diabetes. With a blood sugar of over 1200. Which is extremely high considering normal is 60-120. They thought that was the only problem so I was assured that he would fine by the next day. When the next day came and I went to the ICU I was informed he was the most critical patient on the whole floor.They found out that he also had a severe case of pancreatitis which started to poison his system. His kidneys shut down, he was totally unresponsive, his blood pressure continued to drop and all his systems began to shut down. He continued to get worse over the next few days and that following week Wednesday June 13,2001 my husband of 8 months passed away. One thing that I found was that when you think that you don't need help is when you need it the most. I also found that people are willing to help as much as they can when they know that you reseptive to it. I thought that I would be better off going somewhere by myself, but when I was pushed to allow people to help me I felt much better. It feels good to realize people care.