Well this weekend has been eventful, to say the least. All I can really tell you about Saturday morning is that I woke up with my husband, my sweet Evan in tears, and three Gwinnett County firemen/paramedics in my bedroom. I haven't been feeling too great lately because of the pregnancy or meds, not sure, and my blood sugar has been difficult to keep up. I haven't wanted to eat much of anything.
Mike arrived home from work on Saturday morning and I told him my back hurt and screamed out about something. He didn't think much about it and got a shower. When he got out of the shower, I was out cold. My blood sugar dropped so low that I passed out. Luckily, I was still in bed. He ended up calling 911 and saved the dispatch call for me (what a sweet hubby, right?). So when I came to, I was a little bruised and there were guys everywhere. As I started to realize what happened, I could only think about what I was wearing and what my house looked like. Neither were good, but at least I wore pants and a t-shirt. I rejoined consciousness around 8:30 AM on Saturday, just to rush down to Philips Arena for Sesame Street Live. I bought tickets on Wednesday for Evan and me.
Here's a quick shot from our seats. I couldn't get any better pics when the characters were out because all I had was my camera phone. Evan had a good time and I highly recommend it if you aren't passed out two hours before hand and slightly dizzy.
Just so you all know, I have never passed out in the 16 years that I have been diabetic. To make it crazier, my insulin pump was completely out so I wasn't getting any insulin. Mike and the great people in Gwinnett County told me the parasite living in my tummy (baby #2) is what's killing my blood sugar. I will be talking to the doctor tomorrow.
I hope you all had a less crazy filled weekend and I hope you have a great week!
