Welcome Folks, to the continuing Diabetic Partner Follies, our special "revue" of what life is like from the other side of the glucose meter. Partners and loved ones are encouraged to share their experiences -- good, bad, or otherwise -- with the community. (To submit your 2 cents, email me here)
This week, I received an email from Kim W, wife of a Type 1 in Ohio "aka the Blood Sugar Police." She writes: "After reading Anna Q's submission, I thought I would write in and share." Here's how it is in Kim's world at the moment:
Well it's 2 am in the morning and about an hour ago my husband's hypoglycemictossing and turning woke me, and of course being me I am still awake mostlybecause I want to make sure before I go to sleep that our low is corrected andmostly because I am frustrated after this last low. I decided to come online andfind someone like me that I could talk to. My husband is 33 y/o, has haddiabetes for 23 years, and is an insulin pumper. Since we have been on theinsulin pump (just over 4 years) we have had an increase of hypoglycemia.Reasons for this being that my husband is 1) extremely active -- plays soccer,works out insanely, is a registered nurse and runs around at work for 12 hours aday when he's there, 2) is a big control freak, as he should be, however I wishhe would realize he doesn't always have to have a blood glucose between 120 and150 when it means that he is also taking the risk of also having a blood sugarof 30. I wish he could be a little less controled for safety.
As time has gone by in our relationship andhypoglycemia has become ever so present lately, I feel so frustrated with him.Tonight for instance, I woke up to him tossing and turning in our bed, so I didthe forehead test (usually hypoglycemia = sweaty forehead) and of course it waswetter than ever. I nicely asked him to get up and check and of course as itusually goes he made excuses about it being hot...etc., etc. Finally I had to bevery firm and aggressive to get him up to go check and of course he was horriblynasty about it. Of course I was right (I don't know how I know but I just know,I feel it in my gut) and we had a blood sugar of 30. I asked him to eat a tubeof glucose gel, (because it works the fastest and the best), but he chose to eat agranola bar instead, and the gave me tons of attitude when I made him stay up torecheck. Some people might say something to the tune of "well why can't hemanage it himself" but they don't get that with a blood sugar of 30 hecan't make appropriate decisions about his own care. I know the low blood sugarsaffect his thinking and attitude, but sometimes he makes me so angry I just wantto wring his neck! Sometimes I want to call 911 when we are having a low, justso I don't have to be the bad guy and because I don't want to be the one treatedlike crap when I am taking care of him, and sometimes I want to call because Idon't want to be the one to deal with it again all by myself. In the end he'salways sorry and I know he has no idea what he's like when a low blood sugaroccurs, but it's still hard. Does anyone else feel this way?Thanks,-- Kim W.