Queen Prawn Posted June 29, 2006 Share Posted June 29, 2006 This morning I was dreaming of watching the Canes play the first game of the Stanley Cup Finals and as the game ended, my dad walked in wearing a Canes jersey and eating a cup of ice cream. At the second I saw my dad in my dream I was awakened by the phone. It was my mom and I needed to go to Christ Hospital to get my dad. My dad is an insulin dependant diabetic. As he was leaving work (at about 1AM), he felt a little light-headed and ate a piece of candy which usually solves things. It didn't this time. As he got off the Orange Line at Pulaski, he felt worse but thought he could make it home. For some reason he passed home and ended up westbound on Southwest Highway in Hometown. Sgt Russell found my dad collapsed on the side of the road (only blocks from the hospital). The only word my dad was able to say was diabetic and apparently kept saying that over and over again (he didn't have his medic alert bracelet on last night). Sgt Russell called an ambulance and it turns out his blood sugar was 26. They got him to the hospital in a matter of minutes and his sugar dropped to 16. Talking with the doctor, had Sgt Russell not found my dad when he did, he would have died within the hour (at the most). We are at least sending a card to Sgt Russell to say thanks - I wanted to send something with it, but really do not know what to send. There has to be a God and I feel an afterlife as well because for my dad to hav gotten where he was and still have been found and yet still managed to say what he did when he was on this side of a diabetic coma as well as starting to have seizures, my dad's parents had to have been with him - I know they wouldn't have left him alone in his time of need. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
NorthSideSox72 Posted June 29, 2006 Share Posted June 29, 2006 Glad to hear that QP, that your Dad had someone watching out for him. Diabetes is scary stuff. Weird that there he was, in your dream, eating ice cream. Some things defy explanation. I am sure the Sgt would appreciate a card. I know I did. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mreye Posted June 29, 2006 Share Posted June 29, 2006 Glad to hear everything's OK. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
southsider2k5 Posted June 29, 2006 Share Posted June 29, 2006 Awesome story. Glad to hear your day is OK. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
southsideirish71 Posted June 29, 2006 Share Posted June 29, 2006 QUOTE(Queen Prawn @ Jun 29, 2006 -> 09:04 AM) This morning I was dreaming of watching the Canes play the first game of the Stanley Cup Finals and as the game ended, my dad walked in wearing a Canes jersey and eating a cup of ice cream. At the second I saw my dad in my dream I was awakened by the phone. It was my mom and I needed to go to Christ Hospital to get my dad. My dad is an insulin dependant diabetic. As he was leaving work (at about 1AM), he felt a little light-headed and ate a piece of candy which usually solves things. It didn't this time. As he got off the Orange Line at Pulaski, he felt worse but thought he could make it home. For some reason he passed home and ended up westbound on Southwest Highway in Hometown. Sgt Russell found my dad collapsed on the side of the road (only blocks from the hospital). The only word my dad was able to say was diabetic and apparently kept saying that over and over again (he didn't have his medic alert bracelet on last night). Sgt Russell called an ambulance and it turns out his blood sugar was 26. They got him to the hospital in a matter of minutes and his sugar dropped to 16. Talking with the doctor, had Sgt Russell not found my dad when he did, he would have died within the hour (at the most). We are at least sending a card to Sgt Russell to say thanks - I wanted to send something with it, but really do not know what to send. There has to be a God and I feel an afterlife as well because for my dad to hav gotten where he was and still have been found and yet still managed to say what he did when he was on this side of a diabetic coma as well as starting to have seizures, my dad's parents had to have been with him - I know they wouldn't have left him alone in his time of need. As far as the officer. A card to him, or a note to the chief of police commending the officer for helping your dad is also good. Police get a lot of complaints, but rarely do they get some of the accalades. These small tokens are appreciated more than anything. Police do a great job in our society, and a few bad apples have dragged their image down. I am a diabetic, not insulin dependant. I carry glucose tablets with me everywhere I go, and also my accucheck meter. I would suggest that he keeps those with him instead of the candy. Candy still is a complex sugar, and needs to be broken down where as the glucose tablets are a fast acting sugar and gets into the system quicker. Going low scares me the most now that my blood sugar is in check. I went low once, and the feeling is hard to describe. Its scary. I am glad that your father got help, and I hope that he keeps his sugars in control and keeps healthy. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Queen Prawn Posted June 29, 2006 Author Share Posted June 29, 2006 He used to carry the glucose tablets all the time, not sure why he switched over to hard candy. I know my mom has already placed a package in either his pocket or lunch bag that he carries with him. I am going on lunch to buy them a new meter - apparently their old one is not working well these days (my mom is diabetic, but takes pills for it). Thanks for your well wishes. He is okay now, but I think about him being so confused and alone and it freaks me out. I think now he will not think twice about calling someone when he gets the feeling again - apparently it has been happening quite often (never this bad) and didn't tell anyone. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
NorthSideSox72 Posted June 29, 2006 Share Posted June 29, 2006 QUOTE(Queen Prawn @ Jun 29, 2006 -> 10:08 AM) He used to carry the glucose tablets all the time, not sure why he switched over to hard candy. I know my mom has already placed a package in either his pocket or lunch bag that he carries with him. I am going on lunch to buy them a new meter - apparently their old one is not working well these days (my mom is diabetic, but takes pills for it). Thanks for your well wishes. He is okay now, but I think about him being so confused and alone and it freaks me out. I think now he will not think twice about calling someone when he gets the feeling again - apparently it has been happening quite often (never this bad) and didn't tell anyone. Another thing he could carry is Glutose. It's basically the same stuff as the tablets, but it is a gel, in a little tube. The advantage there is, even if he loses consciousness, you can apply the gel to the gums and it will work. We carried it in the kits all the time. Potential life saver. But again, not to lose sight of the story, its great to hear your Dad made it OK, and I hope he gets well soon. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Goldmember Posted June 29, 2006 Share Posted June 29, 2006 both my parents and grandparents are diabetics, my grandpa being insulin dependant who we give shots to 3x a day. very scary when their blood sugar is grossly low or high. very glad to hear your dad got the help he needed in time and is doing ok, queenie... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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