Diabetes Bloopers

Today's topic for Diabetes Blog Week is Diabetes Bloopers:

Whether you or your loved one are newly diagnosed or have been dealing with diabetes for a while, you probably realize that things can (and will) go wrong.  But sometimes the things that go wrong aren’t stressful - instead sometimes they are downright funny!  Go ahead and share your Diabetes Blooper - your “I can’t believe I did that" moment - your big “D-oh” - and let’s all have a good laugh together!!

This isn't necessarily a diabetes d'oh moment, but it is my favouritest ever medical moment! (Actually, the one I referenced in the previous post...)

It happened the first morning I was in the hospital after finding out I had diabetes. Unbeknownst to me Nurse H, the heavily perfumed and make-upped diabetes nurse, would waltz into my room at a bright and early 6 am. VERY CHIPPER. She carried with her a scale and a class full of nursing students. 

Later, I would find out, I was the talk of the ward, as no one there had ever seen a real live type 1 diabetic (I am assuming at that point 'diabetic' was all they saw me as, because most of them certainly didn't treat me like a person...) 

At any rate, in paraded Nurse H and her posse of students. She then cheerily woke me up from near DKA coma state, threw down that scale and happily ordered me to jump out of bed and hop on. 

Now, I'm sure anybody reading this who has diabetes knows all too well that you don't feel too shit hot after having high blood glucose levels for weeks on end. But I don't want to assume everyone reading this knows, so just in case you don't, let's just say I wasn't too into the idea of waking up and getting out of bed... Or, actually, let's just say I was maybe only capable of partial consciousness...

Blearily, I rolled out of bed and tried really, really hard to stand on that scale. REALLY HARD... but I kept falling off. I just couldn't seem to balance right and every time Nurse H went to read my weight I'd start tilting over and have to step off one foot to steady myself. Me being bright I thought up the perfect solution, and put my arms straight out to steady myself... but I still kept falling off. 

Of course, I thought it was hilarious and proceeded to express this by giggling really loud... Somehow, though, when I looked around, no one else was laughing-- actually, I would say they were all pretty flippin' serious... Which made me laugh even harder, because it made in all the more absurd.

At this point, we come to my proudest medical moment ever, because as I wobbled around with my arms out-stretched and giggling, I yelled out: 

"Oh my God!!!! I'M LIKE AN AIRPLANE!!!!!!!!!!" 

Nobody laughed. I still don't know how they got me to eventually stand on that scale. I was completely out of my head...

My only regret in the whole incident is not having had the wherewithal to have caught a glimpse of Nurse H's face, because I am sure she was mortified... She was, after all, showing off her only ever type 1 specimen. 

From time to time I wonder if the student nurses that attended class that day walked away thinking my actions prototypical behaviours for type 1 diabetes... Secretly, as long as they didn't end up working in diabetes care, I kind of hope that's exactly what they took away from that morning.