Well, this will be a memorable Christmas Eve... My family and my brother met at my Mom's house this afternoon for Christmas exchange/dinner. I noticed when my brother got there he just didn't seem right. We sat down to watch the Steeler's game and he was saying that he was super hungry. I was freezing and had a cover on and he began to sweat profusely... Literally started to soak his shirt as he sat there looking tired. He's type II diabetic...so am I, but he's much less under control... He works midnights and woke up in time to come to mom's by 12:30.. He said that he gave himself his shot and his meds and continued to state he was starving. I noticed he began to nod off to sleep, but continued to sweat...his shirt was nearly completely soaked at this point. I went and sat next to him and noticed he was slow to respond.... I knew he was in trouble. I asked my mom if she still had her glucometer because I didn't want to do anything without testing him.. I knew he was either high or low, but certainly wasn't going to give him anything if I didn't know. She finally found her glucometer and it took me 4 tries to get a reading because his skin was saturated with sweat. I finally got a reading and it was 37!!! Oh boy.. I immediately got him some fruit juice, which he drank.. waited about another 5 minutes and took it again... This time it was a 31... I got him some orange juice and put sugar in with it... My mom began to panic because he was going in and out of conciousness, and I had to keep smacking his arm to keep him awake. My Step-dad called 911 and they arrived pretty quick... They tested him when they got there and he was up to a 45. They had us make him a PB and J sandwich with extra jelly. They gave him glucose jelly orally and gave him an IV. He didn't even know what day it was when they got there and kept nodding off... At least, being a diabetic myself, I was aware of what was going on... That was way too scary and way to close... It turns out he must have taken his insulin on an empty stomach and expected to eat quicker at my mom's... He didn't remember anything. He didn't have to go to the hospital after they got his glucose stabilized... I kept thinking...What if he had been at home alone? He couldn't talk or move?...What a day!
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Originally Posted by Beefcake link=topic=8320.msg94200#msg94200 date=1324782850
