Little did I know, this day was the biggest so far…

Driving my niece to school and then appointment at Diabetic Clinic, then tea and thinking. Hopefully not more crying.
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Ketones 2.4, BG 20.4 at 9:30am-tested by the nurse at the Diabetic Clinic. My doctor isn’t available this morning so when the nurse called re: referral for meds she was directed to the doctor in ER. He got freaked out from my high readings and wants to check me out. Feels like a big deal but I don’t feel like things are a big deal.
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(I remember still feeling very numb about all of it/ disbelief.)
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Anyways, I’m in a bed at the back corner of the ER… I hope I’m not here all day. Called ML to tell them that I should probably cancel my shift tomorrow. Weeee! A weekend off!! Haha! I don’t want to be here overnight but I also don’t want to have insulin here and then go home and crash.
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(There’s more here that I didn’t journal- how I was super dehydrated and had an IV of fluids in the ER and that the nurse also showed me how to do the injections right off the bat: ‘You’re going to have to get used to doing it.’)
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Getting admitted. Oh boy! “Soft” admission – more to monitor me and my reaction to meds than anything else. I guess I’ll have time to read that book…
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Just settling up in my room. I’m the youngest of the four patients in this room by about 30 years. Beautiful view of the lake and east to the mountains. So, I was given long and rapid acting insulin (very small amounts =2-4units) mid afternoon in the ER and another 2u of rapid with supper. BG before supper was 15! I haven’t seen it that low. So, I’m admitted so I can get my dosage titrated. As much as I don’t want to be here I’m relieved in a way because being alone out in Balfour with a new insulin order does scare me. The nurse in the ER said I am type 1 but the diabetic nurse said we don’t know yet. My doctor will be in tomorrow to check on me, I’ll ask him. Lifestyle changes include work changes. Lifestyle changes include having a life.