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cornerofmadness) wrote2024-01-12 11:57 pm
cornerofmadness) wrote2024-01-12 11:57 pm
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My body tried very hard to die last night
This isn't a joke. I luckily woke up at 330 feeling absolutely ravenous. I knew something was wrong as I was drenched in sweat and the room was spinning. My blood sugar was 55. I could barely walk into the room to take my sugar. This is right at the level where seizures and coma can begin. I spent the next hour devouring sugar pills at first because I wasn't with it enough to get some protein too. I did eventually get the peanut butter (at least this time it didn't set off my gallbladder like the last two times). I could barely stay awake to eat (It never occurred to me to call for help).
This is the third low in a couple weeks. I think the ovaries missing is having an effect because lunch was cookies and dinner pizza. I should have been sky high.
This morning my uncle was taken to Pittsburgh. It's very bad news. It's a massive tumor. Dad is going in tomorrow to talk to the neurosurgeon. The strange thing is two days ago when he was at the house, in the back of my head, I felt the urge to get up and hug him before he left. I don't hug people. I will hug them back if I must but I never hug them of my own initiative. I didn't want to worry him so I didn't. Now I have to wonder was that the last time I will ever see my uncle. We'll hopefully know more tomorrow. They think it was from all the CT/MRI/XRays he's had. He was injured at work like 40 years ago almost and comp has made him get the tests quite frequently (he fractured the first three vertebrae in his neck). It's possible (I had wondered if MY cancer was because of all the CT scans I needed because of the polycystic kidneys, adrenal tumors and ovarian tumors) Maybe it'll be treatable.
This is the third low in a couple weeks. I think the ovaries missing is having an effect because lunch was cookies and dinner pizza. I should have been sky high.
This morning my uncle was taken to Pittsburgh. It's very bad news. It's a massive tumor. Dad is going in tomorrow to talk to the neurosurgeon. The strange thing is two days ago when he was at the house, in the back of my head, I felt the urge to get up and hug him before he left. I don't hug people. I will hug them back if I must but I never hug them of my own initiative. I didn't want to worry him so I didn't. Now I have to wonder was that the last time I will ever see my uncle. We'll hopefully know more tomorrow. They think it was from all the CT/MRI/XRays he's had. He was injured at work like 40 years ago almost and comp has made him get the tests quite frequently (he fractured the first three vertebrae in his neck). It's possible (I had wondered if MY cancer was because of all the CT scans I needed because of the polycystic kidneys, adrenal tumors and ovarian tumors) Maybe it'll be treatable.
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I'm so sorry about your uncle.
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Thank you
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Sorry to hear all this. Sympathy and lots of hugs
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Your poor uncle. I hate getting xrays and tests like that. I've had 2 xrays last year and neither time did they put a vest on me. They said they are not needed anymore. WTF? So either they decided they don't work and are not going to find a replacement or the new machines are better? Who knows. Cancer is a money maker so I don't think anyone gives a flying fuck anymore in the medical industry (not doctors just the big medical companies).
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