hey everyone, i thought i would share my horrifying experience with yall, to show how important it is to take care of your sugars. So here it goes:
It was finally June 29th, today was the big day, the day i had been waiting for all year. I had just graduated, turned 18 and now i was going to europe. 4 countries, 3 weeks. I dont think i had ever been so excited. I was going with my school, and i believe there was about 23 of us; we were all backpacking. Everything started off amazing, iceland was breathtaking, poland was inspiring, and then we arrived in prage, a beautiful city with red roof tops. We were all exhausted, and just jet lagged in general. some of the girls wanted to go out and walk around, but some of us wanted to stay in and rest, so the girls who decided to venture out told us theyd bring us back dinner. They brought us back pizza, and of course i ate some.
Around 3 am i woke up with a stomach ache, and i ended up rushing to the bathroom to throw up. I’ve thrown up before with no consequences so i thought it was no big deal, so i went back to bed, only to be woken up a few hours later with the same stomach ache. Although this time i wasnt lucky enough to make it to the bathroom. Anyways, i fell back asleep, but when i woke the next morning i continued to throw up, and did so for 24 hours. My teacher moved me into her room in fear i might get some of the other girls sick. I checked my sugars, took my bedtime needle and finally fell asleep.
My eyelids felt so heavy, and i didnt understand why. i heard my mothers voice but this made no sense. i was in europe, she was back home in canada. Then i realized there was something very wrong and i was no longer in my bed at the hostel. Slowly i tried to open my eyes, it seemed to be one of the biggest struggles i had ever dealt with, but i succeeded. My vision was blurry and the light stung my eyes. The next thing i knew i was being bombarded with questions, a man was asking me my name and how old i was. i remember being so annoyed. i fell back asleep.
Waking up the second time was better, thats when i was finally told what had been going on.
I had been in a coma for 5 days. I was in the ICU at a hospital in prague. My blood sugar was 47.9 when i was admitted, i had a shallow heart beat, a core body temp of 26 instead of 36 and i was severely dehydrated. Thats when it hit me… i had almost died. My mom had flew out to be with me because she was told i was in very poor condition, so i really had heard her voice as i was waking up.
I had been restrained to the bed, since i kept ripping out my IVs. I had bruises all over my body and large cuts on my fingers from them checking my sugars. I was a mess. I had to learn how to walk again. i couldnt remember left from right, and i couldnt write. I had never felt so weak and for once in my life i wasnt hungry at all.
I slowly began to recover my strength, and after 7 days i was finally allowed to go home.
Thats pretty much it, but i wanted to share this because it can happen to anyone at anytime, so please take care of yourselves if you ever become sick. Waking up from a coma is not fun.