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This is a book about my life from the time I was diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes. It has been almost 34 years since that day and I have been diagnosed with seven more chronic illnesses and breast cancer.
Jesus has given me His strength during all of this time. He has guided me through many trials and tribulations as well as two failed marriages.
The life of my third and present husband was miraculously changed by Him after six years of marriage. We just celebrated our 13th wedding anniversary!
Come celebrate with me what Jesus has done in my life!
A RUDE AWAKENING
“God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in time of trouble." Psalm 46:1
The diabetic fights a never-ending battle with hypoglycemic reactions. A person’s blood sugar goes up and down with exercise, stress, hormones, and the intake of food. To keep a balance within the body and to avoid organ deterioration, blood sugar needs to remain within the normal ranges most of the time.
Insulin needs of children with this disease vary depending on the rate they are growing. At least I was grown and wouldn’t have that variable, but there were SO many other variables that were beyond my control! Prayer was the only way I could go to sleep at night.
When my boys were growing up, I taught fourth and fifth grade Sunday School in my church. Most Sundays were pretty much a routine, but not this one. My husband had gone to the deer woods for the weekend. I had to rely on an alarm clock to get myself up in the mornings and get the boys ready for the day. They were five and seven years old at this time. I am so thankful for my children! They have indeed been a blessing to me, especially when the hypoglycemic episodes would occur without notice.
This Sunday morning, I found myself on the steps of the den and both boys were looking at me. My oldest said, "Mom, are you going to fix us some breakfast or not?" I said, "What time is it?” Then, I looked at the kitchen clock, and I couldn't believe my eyes. It was 10:00! I had completely missed Sunday School. He said, "Mom, you told me that you had a headache, so I got you some medicine, but you wouldn't take it. I have been asking you all morning if you were going to fix us breakfast, and you would say "yes," then you wouldn't do it. I think you need to see a psychiatrist, Mom."
Boy, what a jolt! I gave them some cereal along with feeding myself as I tried to make some sense of this. As I felt a tear going down my cheek, I said, "Get your clothes on boys because we are going to Mama Betty and Pa's house for a while." As I backed out of the driveway, I whispered a silent prayer and began the journey to my parents’ home.
So many times, God has had to rescue me from this state of hypoglycemia. Each time, God has always been faithful, so that neither I nor anyone else was ever hurt. I continue to trust Him daily since I never know when these episodes will occur.
Sometimes, during these low blood sugar reactions, I am completely unaware of what is happening. Other times I seem to be aware, but am unable to communicate. What I am thinking while this is going on can be explained as a form of panic. When this is happening, I know that something isn't quite right. But due to the lack of sugar in my brain, I can‘t determine what it is.
There have been times that I have gotten aggressive and refused any help because I have always been told, "don't eat anything sweet."
When someone tries to force me to eat, this is the reason I feel the need to say “no.“
At times, when I was given a straw with orange juice or something sweet to drink, I would sense that the person wasn’t forcing me into doing something I have been told 'not to do'.
For some reason, the straw didn’t make me feel like I was consuming a lot of sugar. Drinking out of a can or glass would cause me to fight back.
Many times people have asked me if I were “okay” or needed something to eat. There isn’t any way I would know whether anything was wrong, because without sugar my brain is unable to comprehend what is being said to me.
In my opinion, you should never ask diabetics this question! I have told my friends and co-workers to go ahead and offer me something. After coming back to my senses, I will then check my blood sugar.
One time many years ago, another diabetic told me one of her stories.
She was going from one town to another and felt like she was having a low sugar reaction. She didn’t have anything with her, so she stopped at a house near the road.
The door was open, but no one was there. She proceeded to get something to eat from the refrigerator, then wrote a note and left some money.
Her story made me laugh, but I tried to keep candy or peanut butter and crackers with me at ALL times. I felt more at ease, knowing that I was prepared in the event something did happen.
Many times this has been beneficial. Also, I try to remember to check my blood sugar before I get behind the wheel of my car. I don’t want to endanger myself, and I sure don’t want to risk harming anyone else riding in the car with me or other drivers.
Many times, I hear other people talking about having to go to the hospital for hypoglycemic reactions.
This is really an easy problem to treat. Unless I was unconscious, I didn’t want to go to the hospital, and I praise the Lord that this has not happened to me!
It is my prayer that someone would give me something to eat or drink. I am so thankful for God’s watchful care over me, wherever I might be!
Sometimes, I think about God watching me during these hypoglycemic reactions, and I can almost hear Him say, “There she goes again.”
One day, when I am in my Heavenly home, there will be no more of these, or any other kind of problems!
Praise the Lord!
I was learning valuable lessons about trusting God. In the years to come, I would have to trust Him more, as each trial came.