March of last year my husband was still really sick, and we had moved into the condo, but still had the townhouse. We got in the vehicle, and I drove to the townhouse, from there we were going out to have lunch. He stayed in the car, while I switched off lights, opened blinds, and checked everything.
Ten minutes later, when I got in the vehicle, my husband wasn’t coherent. He was mumbling, sweating, and having a sugar low. I drove to the next street, where our condo is, ran in the house, and got the Emergency Diabetic Kit,. I mixed the vial with the product in the syringe, shook it, and shot him up with it. I then did a sugar reading. It was 29.
As he was sitting in the passenger seat, and the hospital is less than a miles from our home, I drove him there, breaking all speed records. Once I arrived, they took him in, and couldn’t even get a reading. That meant it was below 20, and he was in a diabetic coma.
Of course he survived it, but Ten minutes really can be a lifetime, or loss of life, to a diabetic. Please take time to know the signs.