Hi everyone.
Had a bit of a week. After my vision blurred more or less overnight I rang my GP and asked for a test for diabetes. I've mismanaged my life and body for a while and suspected diabetes was on the cards at some point. This call was about September 10th.
Fast forward to September 15th post blood tests and I get the call from my GP confirming type 2 diagnosis. She gave me a number above 100. Not sure what number. She confirmed 100 not good. Suggested I immediately start Metformin. She rings again the next day suggesting another medication which requires some tests before I start.
Nurses come round on Friday. 18th. They take a glucose level (17) & a ketone level (2.2) & freak out. I'm shoved in the back of an ambulance and ferried to A&E with the words 'coma' & 'death' in my mind along with the shrieks of the nurse. After a number of hours of intravenous fluids and numerous tests doctors conclude I don't have DKA but have gone into dietary ketosis due to the meagre amount of food I've been able to eat. Most foods turning to concrete in my mouth due to the lack of saliva.
Shoved in an Uber in the middle of the night & sent home.
I'm left a bit shell shocked with loads of questions. One thing I know is that there will be no cake for my birthday today.
tl;dr
Newly diagnosed type 2. Loads of questions. All the what, why, when, who, which, how Qs.
Had a bit of a week. After my vision blurred more or less overnight I rang my GP and asked for a test for diabetes. I've mismanaged my life and body for a while and suspected diabetes was on the cards at some point. This call was about September 10th.
Fast forward to September 15th post blood tests and I get the call from my GP confirming type 2 diagnosis. She gave me a number above 100. Not sure what number. She confirmed 100 not good. Suggested I immediately start Metformin. She rings again the next day suggesting another medication which requires some tests before I start.
Nurses come round on Friday. 18th. They take a glucose level (17) & a ketone level (2.2) & freak out. I'm shoved in the back of an ambulance and ferried to A&E with the words 'coma' & 'death' in my mind along with the shrieks of the nurse. After a number of hours of intravenous fluids and numerous tests doctors conclude I don't have DKA but have gone into dietary ketosis due to the meagre amount of food I've been able to eat. Most foods turning to concrete in my mouth due to the lack of saliva.
Shoved in an Uber in the middle of the night & sent home.
I'm left a bit shell shocked with loads of questions. One thing I know is that there will be no cake for my birthday today.
tl;dr
Newly diagnosed type 2. Loads of questions. All the what, why, when, who, which, how Qs.