Best Friends, Unconditional and Sisters
by Helen H.
Oh my gosh yes, I apologize to my sister all the time, but it feels pointless because she lost her LIFE, her LIFE! My sister was type 1 diabetic since she was 6 years old and recently her diabetes seemed out of control. She was 51 years old and wore an insulin pump. She had broken her leg the year before and it took a lot out of her. Two months before her death she went hyperglycemic and I found her unconscious and she nearly died, but she pulled through after being admitted to 5 different hospitals who didn`t know how to treat her properly. They caused her to carry 50 lbs in fluids while trying to balance the blood sugar levels. She had only once in her life been high, usually she went low. This fluid impacted her already stressed kidneys and she had to start dialysis. She was home for two weeks and had lost the weight but had to go for an MRI on her leg and called me. I did offer to go with her but she said no but asked if I would feed her dogs. I said, yeah, but I`m transporting a paralyzed dog to a foster home and she could feed them when she got back. She said, `oh yeah, what am I thinking, I`m a bit googley`. I said, have you eaten and she said she would get something and I offered to go to the MRI with her but she said no again. The next day I couldn`t reach her so I drove up and found her dead in bed, God knows that is the worst day of my life. I could not bring her back though I tried CPR and so did the medics. I hadn`t `got it` , I didn`t `twig` that her funny feeling was the damn hyperglycemia coming back because of her kidneys failing and throwing her body balance off.
I SHOULD HAVE GONE AND FED HER DOGS AND WOULD HAVE PROBABLY SEEN SHE WASN`T HERSELF AND SHE PROBABLY WOULDN`T HAVE DIED!