Tuesday, February 26, 2019

My Early Years, and Blood Sugar Management

Throughout my early years as a diabetic I had no major health problems, and I coasted along rather easily. I was always very skinny, maybe slightly underweight, until many years later. I had high urine sugar every day, and usually at night. There were, however, some nights that I had very bad hypos. My bedroom door was always left open at night, and my room was immediately across the hall from my parent's room. Mother was keyed in to my thrashing about, and the moans I would make when having a hypo. She would jump out of bed, and grab the glass containing several tablespoons of sugar. She stopped at the bathroom, partially filled the glass with water, stirred the mixture with a spoon, and entered my room. Daddy raised my body, sat on the bed behind me, and held me while Mother slowly poured the sugar water into my mouth. That usually worked very well, but occasionally my mouth was shut so tightly that she could not get any of the liquid into my mouth. Some of these hypos were very bad, and they became seizures. It took a long time to get me to the stage that they could get me to drink some of the sugar water. She would rub some of the liquid on my lips, and I would lick my lips. This gave me just enough sugar so I would start to relax, and then she could get me to swallow some of the sugar water. I would come out of these hypos, not remembering any part of what had happened. Mother gave me all the details many years later. I was always so grateful that they took such good care of me at those times. I have no idea how many of those seizures I had before I was an adult, but I know there were many of them. If we had meters for testing, basal and bolus insulin, and carb counting, things would have been very different. There may have been less serious hypos, without the terrible lows that caused seizures. The animal insulin I used for my first 50 years was neither bolus nor basal. It worked at the same level all day, and all night. I think that level was too much at night, and that was probably the reason I had low blood sugar so many times while I was sleeping. That insulin was a 24 hour insulin, with only one injection each day. There was no way of having different dosages with different levels at different times of the day.

To prevent hypos at school, I was not permitted to play with the other kids during play periods or gym. It was that way in grades 1-12. I played at home with a neighborhood friend, but Mother kept a close watch on me. I was usually able to feel my lows before they were so bad. I would tell Mother, and she would give me some sugar. I carried a small container of sugar with me while in school. I was never given candy. I think my parents did not want me to know the taste of candy, and other sugar sweetened things. There was never any ice cream in the house, and I assumed there was never any candy, but several years ago my sister told me an interesting story. When we shopped at our grocery store, no candy was purchased. Daddy stopped on his way home from work in the late evening, and bought candy. It was stored very high in a kitchen cabinet. I never saw it. My sister was given a candy bar, and she would eat it in the kitchen. If I entered the kitchen while she was eating candy, she would hide the candy behind her back, with her back against a wall. I never became suspicious. She waited more than 50 years to tell me that. I'm glad she got to have candy, and I am glad I never tasted it. There was artificially sweetened candy that we bought back then. I think the companies selling the candy were Diamel, Loeb and Estee. It wasn't so bad, I still remember the taste. Sweet story, sweet sister, sweet candy. HA!

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