Diabetic shock, serious stuff!

He started off angry, and kicking things and mumbling, and acting erratic	2:50 PM
then drenched with sweat walking around aimlessly mumblin like Rain Man	2:50 PM
then reverted to a child, playing with his lips and not being able to drink any fluids by himself	2:51 PM
and he wouldn’t let me leave his side because he freaked out when I did	2:51 PM
I was the only one he’d listen to, that’s how I started my day.

 

My message to a friend who asked about my day.  One of my co-workers, he’s 25, doesn’t take care of his disease.  It was insane to see him act so abnormal.  Because I had seen him act similiar a few months ago.  As soon as he started kicking things, and acting out, I knew I had to get food in him.  He turned down the OJ, he threw my chips, and wouldn’t eat the leftover donut from the meeting on Tuesday.  I was able to obtain his keys and run to his car to get the Glucose tablets he keeps avaliable.  When I got back into the office, he eagerly took one.  I waited ten minutes and had him chomp another one.  By this time, everyone around was involved trying to get him to calm down.  I called our on site trained medical rep and he came and helped me get some juice and cookies in him.  He started to get worse (before he got better) and I ended up calling the paramedics.  His skin color was a grey white, he couldn’t drink fluids on his own, was sweating profusely, and wouldn’t speak- only made sounds.  He was shaking and empty in his eyes.  I was able to get one more glucose tablet in him, and by the time the paramedics got here, he was answering questions and coming down from his phychosis.  The paramedics said we did a good job of taking care of him, and diagnosed his toe broken from the kicking fit he had. 

He has no recolection of the majority of the events which took place.

I was scared for him, the dumbass kid doesn’t take care of himself!  I’m one year older than him, and he calls me one of two nicknames:  Turbo or Mom.  I walk fast, and kick his ass when he doesn’t wear his seatbelt, or doesn’t eat.  Both are appropriate.

That’s just this morning.  No need in even talking about the chaos to follow, not nearly as important as my friend/co-workers life.