Friday, August 12, 2011

My Nightmare

When I went into a diabetic coma, and came out of it, it was a rough journey. But there was one part of it when I came out of the coma briefly and blacked back out. 

I woke up in a darkened room, tied down by thick rubber bands on my hands, feet, and another one across my stomach to keep me from moving.

I was terrified.

I remember screaming "where am I!? Is this a dream!? Why can't I move!? My mouth is dry! Get me out of here!"

I saw a silhouette of a male doctor walking around me, and telling me where I was and why I was there. He was assigned to sit next to me for my stay in that room. I never saw his face, never asked what his name was.

I don't remember much of what he told me, but it went something like this.

Me - (crying and begging) "my mouth is so dry sir, can I please get something to drink, I just need something'

Doctor - "I'm sorry sir, but all I'm allowed to give you right now is drops of water from this sponge"

He dunked a sponge in a cup of water and put it above my mouth, and let one or two drops of water fall into my mouth.

I wanted more.

Me - (begging) "sir, I love you, I seriously love you, can you please give me another, my mouth is so dry, I just want some water"

Doctor - (chuckling) "I know, I'm only doing what I was told to do, that's all I can give you at a time. Let's wait some time and I will give you more"

After that I don't know what happened, I assume I blacked back out.

The next time I woke up would be in a brightly lit room, with my Mother standing across from me with tears in her eyes. And that's when I started my recovery from a blood sugar of 1200, not for me, but for my Mother. It killed me on the inside to see her like that, just as I'm sure it killed her to see her 20 year old son half-dead.


  1. That sounds like such a scary experience for you and your mum! :( Thank you for sharing this, it was really touching to read.

  2. wow, my friend. you certainly have been through a lot. it can't be easy to share this stuff, but thank you for having the courage to do it anyway. hugs!

  3. :( Such a scary ordeal for sure. I am sure that this is part of what led you to be such an inspiration to others struggling with living with D. Thanks for sharing with us, it's hard to re-live, but I'm certain you're helping others.

  4. My husband also went into a coma at diagnosis, but he was six months old. He now uses the exact pump you do ;)