{"id":205,"date":"2017-03-16T03:41:12","date_gmt":"2017-03-16T07:41:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/scratchwritings.com\/wp\/?p=205"},"modified":"2018-07-29T13:35:27","modified_gmt":"2018-07-29T17:35:27","slug":"diabetes","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/scratchwritings.com\/wp\/2017\/03\/16\/diabetes\/","title":{"rendered":"Chase&#8217;s Diagnosis"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Taken the day off work to go surprise Becke, as she was in the hospital still, I went to the bathroom when I got to her room after the 1.5 hr drive. Spent the day with her at Wake Med Cary hospital. Was a good day, beautiful outside, sunny clear skies. We walked down to the gift shop to grab her a Dr Pepper and walk in the court yard. Had to stop for the bathroom on the way, but luckily it was next to the bistro. We got a bite to eat and headed up stairs. By now the day was coming to a close and I needed to get home. Went to the bathroom and left. I was getting tired and my eyes were fuzzy.<\/p>\n<p>Wake up next morning and did my usual, bathroom, brush teeth and hair. Get dressed and go to work. Still sleepy, everything was a bit fuzzy, felt like I had been drinking all night and was very dehydrated feeling. Took a small 6 pack of water to work, only to drink that in the first hour it seemed. Had to pee so much that day it was clear so I guess I wasn&#8217;t dehydrated. \u00a0We ran out of water at work so I bought a case of 24 before the lunch break. By the time I left it was gone. I had drank them all and yep, you guessed it. I couldn&#8217;t stop peeing. My vision was really blurry and I couldn&#8217;t drink enough drink fast enough to quench my thirst. By this point Becke was worried and told me I needed to go to a doctor. Haha, yeah right. So we just canceled that idea.<\/p>\n<p>Well by now a week has gone by, I was drinking almost 80 bottles of water a day (two cases of the deer park 40 packs). I had developed not one, but two abscess the size of golf balls (literately), in my groin. I forced my self to go to work for 3 days until I couldn&#8217;t handle it any longer. The pain was so excruciating that I had attempted to cut it open my self in the hot shower. With a hand held mirror on the tub floor, a sterile syringe needle and hot water, I stabbed the needle into the abscess. \u00a0Blood went everywhere, I also had to do this procedure three separate occasions. So, on top of going to the bathroom every 4-7 min. Blurry vision in the distance. I had finally agreed to visit a doctor. This would be my first doctor appointment in many many years. In fact the last time I was at a hospital was after my car accident in 2008. So I found a local clinic that was reputable and scheduled an appointment. After I filled out all of this paperwork I get called back and check the normal blood pressure, temp, heart rate, height, weight and etc. then I sat in the room waiting. And that&#8217;s when everything changed. It was at that moment when I heard the latch on the door from when it shut, I knew deep inside of me that something was different and it wasn&#8217;t good.<\/p>\n<p>The door was heavy. Pinkish plum in color, tan walls with typical anatomy pictures and free brochures. The dos and donts of sex Ed and drugs education. Booooorrriinnnggg. So I started playing on my phone, waiting for the doctor when I heard a &#8220;knock knock&#8221; and the door crept open. It&#8217;s like time slowed down, the door slowly opened and there was this 5&#8217;10&#8221;, medium length black hair lady in a white coat with a clipboard, laptop in her arms and a stethoscope around her neck. &#8220;Hello, Mr. Lewis, I&#8217;m Ms. McDonald&#8221;. After the typical what brings you in and let&#8217;s talk symptoms. She asked why it has taken me so long to come in for a visit based on my concerns. I had explained in a polite manner &#8220;I don&#8217;t like doctors. It&#8217;s not that I&#8217;m scared it&#8217;s, just a waste of time to sit around just for bad news&#8221;. She immediately said &#8220;then it&#8217;s a good thing I&#8217;m not a doctor&#8221; now at first I was like then why the hell are you here looking at me naked? However, Ms McDonald is a NPC. So she looks at everything, has me get dressed, does a blood test and she left. Comes back in the room and immediately says she&#8217;s having me admitted into the hospital. My blood sugar came back 656. \u00a0I flat out refused to go. I was okay with what was going to be told me, I was okay with going to the clinic, but I refuse to be seen by medical staff at Cape Fear Valley medical hospital. The locals call it Death Valley for a good reason. Well, that day in August 2015 I learned I was a diabetic. My A1c was a 7.6, my blood sugar was between 650-700, my triglycerides were over 1650, my weight has skyrocketed to 345lbs.<\/p>\n<p>I started taking insulin injections twice a day. Taking 8 other medications. Vitamin D, Lantus(injection), Lisinopril, metformin, januvia, simvastatin, levothyroxin, bydureon(injection), saxenda(injection) and others. Ended up going to a endocrinologist, gastroenterologist, had a more X-rays and ultrasounds on my insides than ever. In fact the last time I got a tetanus shot was in 1992 at the naval hospital in Virginia. I had accepted the fact I was dying because my body was shutting down, all of the doctors told me I am very close to losing and I had to act fast and very aggressively. It was that moment I knew if my wife can handle her Crohn&#8217;s disease then I could handle this nonsense. Until I had my heart attack during hurricane matthew 2016, that&#8217;s another story for later on.<\/p>\n<p>Today, March 2017, I can say I gave up all(almost) sodas, excluding a Red Bull or Rockstar once every few months. I drink 16oz or less of Juice, 90% of the time it&#8217;s bottled water, still have a glass or two at most of sweet tea with dinner. Which I have recently reduced to 3\/4 of a cup of sugar when I make tea. Just enough to change the taste. No more fast foods, with-in moderation. I refused to give up chick fil a and bojangles. Once in a while I still may eat a crunchy taco from Taco Bell. Otherwise it&#8217;s all grilled or skillet cooked. Still working on this, but I now weigh 270-280 lbs. went from a size 52 waist to a 42. And I am no longer diabetic. My A1c is now a 5.2 and I&#8217;m only taking two pills, lisinopril and levothyroxin well I also take a vitamin D because I have a deficiency but whatever.<br \/>\nEveryone has struggles, some worse than others. It&#8217;s the scars that we all carry that remind us to either give up or push forward.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m still choosing to push forward.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/scratchwritings.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/img_9217-1.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-204 size-medium\" src=\"http:\/\/scratchwritings.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/img_9217-1-225x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/scratchwritings.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/img_9217-1-225x300.jpg 225w, https:\/\/scratchwritings.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/img_9217-1-768x1024.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 225px) 100vw, 225px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Taken the day off work to go surprise Becke, as she was in the hospital still, I went to the bathroom when I got to her room after the 1.5 hr drive. Spent the day with her at Wake Med Cary hospital. Was a good day, beautiful outside, sunny clear skies. 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