So I already posted a blog a little while ago, but I not only want to use these blogs to spread awareness but for my own Diabetic therapy as I would like to call it. So if you read my previous post you already know that my blood sugar was dropping rapidly. Well I didn't mention that I'm at work while this is happening. Hard thing is that us Diabetics have to work too, we just gotta remind people that sometimes we need more breaks than the average person, but it's hard to remind people of this. So after I posted I realized that is was time to drink a juice so I did, but I felt a bit panicky because my sensor said I was still dropping a good while after I drank it. When I walked back to talk to one of the member service employees that I supervise, her and I are real close so I told her how I was feeling and she gave me a cookie. Scary thought came to my mind though, I thought about if I were to collaspe, what will happen? It still said that it was dropping, I still felt panicky, what if? What if I collapse?! starting playing in my mind, but I talked to my co-worker and I was telling her about my emergency needle and I told her, "I give you permission that if I collaspe and start to seizure, you can give me that needle." I love her, she cares and listens and that matters to me. That is what Diabetics need sometimes. I told her I have to go to the restroom real bad so I started walking, but she said, "Megan that might be dangerous?" She's right, I need to tell someone where I am, It's important. So I did, just in case. I started feeling better after that and it now said that my blood sugar was no longer dropping.
Right after that though I ran into a supervisor above me and they said,"did you see the soccer people playing?" and I said yea. Then they preceeded with saying, "well you might want to close the doors." Not realizing the feelings and thoughts that I just had in my mind a couple of minutes ago and not realizing that my blood sugar was rapidly dropping, that's why I didn't notice. That was the reason.
I thought for a minute and I could of responded in anyway, but instead I said, "ok". The point i'm trying to make is you have to take the good with the bad in moments. I have the support of that co-worker and she understood because I had time to tell her, but the other worker really just didn't know what was going on. As a Diabetic I do get the feelings sometimes where I wish someone could just read my face and tell if my blood sugar is low, like my mom. But that is not reality and I've come to terms with that in a way, but i'm still working on it.
Much can be said the same for if anyone is not feeling well in a particular day and someone isn't understanding why you didn't do something. The only difference is my disease plays on the fear of me losing my life. I try not to dwell on that thought, but in that particular moment today it popped in my head and a thought is a hard thing to let go of sometimes.
So smile it's not all bad
Thanks for reading~the optimistic diabetic
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