Monday, 14 February 2011

Well the weekends not gone at all as planned.  My eldest was worried about the amount of weeing he was doing, but he had been drinking a lot more as well so I thought it was just a normal thing, the more you put in the more comes out!  But his friends had been worrying him that he might be diabetic so to stop him worrying we made an appointment for him at the doctors expecting her to say no nothing to worry about go home.  Instead she said yes you are more than likely Type 1 Diabetic your results from peeing on a stick are off the scale, look.  She continued to say you must go to hospital straight away now, I am ringing to let them know that you are on your way, go straight to EMU and if you didn't have anyone to drive you there you would have to go in an ambulance.  So we left the doctors to go to hospital quite shocked, though Ben demonstrated his shock by laughing and texting his mates and saying I told you so, isin't it ironic!!

We arrived at hospital and Ben was spooked first by the fact that the nurse knew straight away who he was, we were both spooked by the fact that a bed was waiting for him with his name on and everything.  I was expecting that we would be shown to a normal sort of waiting room where you sat up in chairs while they ran blood test and things.  Blood was drawn, bottles were weed in waiting began... and continued.  It was Friday evening so of course specialist staff were enjoying their weekend, and the nurses weren't able to really give us much info about diabetes.  The sister told us that all being well we should be out around 10pm when the doctor had been round.  We hadn't got anything to keep us occupied and Ben's bed was the only one without a tv, he hadn't got a charger for his ipod either to take his mind off things.  Though me bringing him a large baked potato from the cafe and various sandwiches occupied him for a while, hunger is apparently one of the symptoms, I had been threatening to worm him along with the cats.  Eventually 10pm came ... and went... later two doctors showed up and said no we want to keep you in overnight, his tests at the hospital had been off the scale as well.  He was shown how to inject himself with insulin and elected to use his stomach for the injection sites.  I brought him his bag in that he'd still got in the van from sleeping over at a friends the night before, luckily his phone charger was in there as well.  Having to walk away and leave him on his own in the hospital was one of the hardest things I have had to do, his euphoria of how ironic it all was had worn off when he saw he had a bed and it was serious and he looked a little scared.  He is still of an age where he could have still got in the children's side but as it is a condition that doesn't go away and he will need to go in again it was decided that to save having to transfer date and files etc that he should go in the adult side with all the old men.  From what he said the next morning when we went to pick him up he had spent a lot of the night wandering about in his scrubs pj's and sliding up and down the corridors in his socks till bing rounded up by one of the security staff in a wheel chair who wouldn't tell him where they kept the wheel chairs.

When we got there Ben was sat in the front of the hospital with a bag full of testers and insulin and stuff that he hadn't really listened to how to use and didn't really know what was happening, I would have thought someone would have told us about things as well before releasing him, he is a teenager who is a disorganized mess and can't keep his course work straight and handed in on time much less anything else, even if it is as important as his health.  It would have been very good to have had a bit of information, but we have to wait till later on Monday when the people who know about this stuff are back at work.  Hopefully they will show him how his testers and things should be used again and make him realise that looking after himself well is very important to his long term health as his parents worrying about him is us just being interfering and controlling!  Gradually over the weekend I think it is sinking in to him that it is serious and that it is for life.

This has been a very long blog post, I don't really expect that people will read it, it is more to help me.

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