Well then. It's been a crazy few days... Tom's blood sugar has been absolutely ballistic. We had to have the paramedics out yesterday morning at a little after 6am, because his sugar was so low we could no longer reason with him (which is a typical occurrence). He gets nasty, argumentative, and completely disoriented. If we try to reason with him to eat or drink something to bring the blood sugar back up, he literally laughs in our faces, and tells us we're full of ourselves. He doesn't need to check his sugar, and he sure as hell doesn't need us to call 911, according to him during those moments. But we do anyway, because they are the only ones who can get him to cooperate.

So, we had the paramedics at the house yesterday morning, who ended up having to start an IV of sugar water on him just to bring the sugar back up. Their meter wouldn't even display his levels, which means it was below 30... not good. Once they did though, it finally started coming back up... and by two hours later, was in the 300s and still going. So we took him to the hospital. Cid and I had no sleep whatsoever. We didn't get home until late afternoon, and the two of us finally got to pass out for a few hours until dinner.

Then apparently, last night, his sugar dropped low again, and we almost had a goddamned repeat of that morning. Mom didn't get to bed until after 3am because his sugar wasn't wanting to come up. So she gave him some PB&J sandwiches, as per the paramedics' and hospital's recommendations... and now, today, it has been sky-high since he woke up.

I apologize to those who have commissioned me, and those waiting for me to get to theirs... it might be a little while. ><

Thank you so much for being patient with me! <3


Bit of an update:
We have found out his glucose meter is horridly off. It read 180, when the local firehouse's read 360-ish. There is over a 185 point difference between his and theirs. O_O It gave me a reading of 4.8 and I know for a fact my sugar is not that low.