I have never taken someone to the Emergency Room before, but on Friday afternoon when I got home from a workout my roommate told me she needed to go. I called in for work and told them I wouldn't be able to make it in. By 2:30 p.m. we were in the ER. We did a lot of waiting. I didn't go home until 2:30 a.m. and poor Lacey had to stay the night. After five hours of sleep I went back to the ER to pick her up. The doctors still didn't know what was wrong with her but it wasn't life threatening and she didn't need surgery so they were sending her home. That day (Saturday) the Relief Society President called and took half the stress off my shoulders and I almost started crying. I hadn't really felt stressed at all until she called and offered to help and then I realized how much I'd done and how truly exhausted I was after being at that hospital for so long. That was miracle number 1.
The second miracle happened to today. I had gone to work without realizing my pump was out of insulin. I did alright for my first two and a half hours and then it really did run out and I started to feel sick. Four hours into my shift I felt really awful. I asked to go home early but management hadn't approved it. I had to go back to work but I said a little prayer that my blood sugar would come down and I would be able to make it through work without feeling worse. I went back to work. Six hours into my shift I felt completely okay and went and tested my blood sugar. It had somehow come down from the 500s to 341. It couldn't have done that without insulin and I didn't have any. I am so grateful for the power of prayer. When I got home I fixed up my pump with another 3 days of insulin and gave myself a shot for what I'd missed.
All's well that ends well. :D
Night night!
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