Hey there, fellow diabetics. Here's another for you -- have you ever fallen into a diabetic coma?
I've only had it happen to me once, fortunately, and it was when I was 13/14. I remember waking up that morning, and then I just couldn't get my legs under me when I stood up, so I remember falling to the ground and then nothing, and then apparently I woke up about an hour before I actually "came to," because when I actually came around it was a full 2 days later (this is uncommon, most comas last until sugars are regulated again, but something in me just would not come around), and apparently I asked for a McDonald's muffin when I first came around, because when I was fully me again, I remember waking up in hospital and just randomly had a McDonald's breakfast muffin in my hand. It was the strangest situation to me.
I felt awful, because I found out later that my sister had to go running around our neighborhood to find a phone to call for an ambulance, it was 6 in the morning, so people are obviously wary of answering their door, and this was just after we'd moved into a new house, so she's running around frantically looking for a phone, waking up neighbors who won't answer the door, finally finds one, and of course when the ambulance turns up my family get to meet the whole neighborhood as everyone comes out to see what's going on. Guess I was a good "hello there, neighbors!" tool, at least. But it can't have been fun for my sister having to run around the neighborhood not knowing what had happened to me while my mother was trying to wake me. The ambulance crew were apparently amazing, got me stabilized and into the ambulance in a matter of seconds and my sugars had, apparently, stabilized enough that I should've been ok within about 20 minutes, but...for whatever reason, it took another two days before I finally came around. Scary stuff.
Anyone else ever fallen into a diabetic coma?
I've only had it happen to me once, fortunately, and it was when I was 13/14. I remember waking up that morning, and then I just couldn't get my legs under me when I stood up, so I remember falling to the ground and then nothing, and then apparently I woke up about an hour before I actually "came to," because when I actually came around it was a full 2 days later (this is uncommon, most comas last until sugars are regulated again, but something in me just would not come around), and apparently I asked for a McDonald's muffin when I first came around, because when I was fully me again, I remember waking up in hospital and just randomly had a McDonald's breakfast muffin in my hand. It was the strangest situation to me.
I felt awful, because I found out later that my sister had to go running around our neighborhood to find a phone to call for an ambulance, it was 6 in the morning, so people are obviously wary of answering their door, and this was just after we'd moved into a new house, so she's running around frantically looking for a phone, waking up neighbors who won't answer the door, finally finds one, and of course when the ambulance turns up my family get to meet the whole neighborhood as everyone comes out to see what's going on. Guess I was a good "hello there, neighbors!" tool, at least. But it can't have been fun for my sister having to run around the neighborhood not knowing what had happened to me while my mother was trying to wake me. The ambulance crew were apparently amazing, got me stabilized and into the ambulance in a matter of seconds and my sugars had, apparently, stabilized enough that I should've been ok within about 20 minutes, but...for whatever reason, it took another two days before I finally came around. Scary stuff.
Anyone else ever fallen into a diabetic coma?
