Getting Diagnosed: Part 7

The next day, we took a walk around the hospital. Then we ate lunch, and basically just relaxed, because we were EXHAUSTED. Then my cousin (Ty) called me. It was nice to talk to him. We talked for probably 10 minutes, then Ann came in. She showed me the insulin shots, which I had already seen before. Then she showed us things called "Kwik-Pens." They are basically insulin shots, but they look like pens. You take off the lid and twist on the needle. And the needle is even tinier than the other insulin shot needles! I got to practice injecting insulin into this weird skin-colored rubber thingy-ma jigger (I honestly have no clue what it was XD). Then when she left, we basically just talked about stuff. I texted my friends and they were eager to know how I was feeling. And since nothing else really happened that day, I'm gonna' tell you about a little scare my family and I had recently. So I have two different types of insulins that I have to take. Humalog lasts 2-3 hours, I take it before meals, and it acts very quickly. Lantus lasts 24 hours, and I take it at bedtime. So one night my dad gave me 14 units of insulin, as usual. but then, he took a second glance at it, and realized that he accidentally gave me 14 units of humalog, not lantus. So I was freaking out because my blood sugar would start dropping pretty soon, so I kept asking my parents to call the Sacred Heart hospital. They agreed, and while my mom was on the phone, my dad calculated that I would have to eat 210 carbs, which is A TON. So my dad gave me 3 berry juice boxes, 2 apple juice boxes, 2 thin mint girl scout cookies, 2 peanut butter girl scout cookies, and 1 cup of milk. When I first started eating, I thought Yay! I can finally eat sweet stuff! But after the first thin mint, I felt like I would throw up. It took me a while, but I finally finished my girl scout cookies. I was soooo full. Then my dad said, "Hey, 1 ounce of granola has 20 carbs. Have this!" I said "I'm too full!" So we took my blood sugar, and I was perfectly fine! Phew! No granola for me! :) Before I ate all of that stuff, my dad said a prayer that I would be okay. And as soon as he finished, I felt relaxed. Prayers have been so helpful during this time. Thank you to those who have been praying for me, because I have felt the comfort of your prayers, and I feel great. :)

They look different, but when you are tired, you might just grab the wrong one!

 

Too sweet...