Eat More Antioxidants to Control Your Diabetes
The summer after my freshman year at college, I had jaw surgery. I spent one night in the hospital and one night was plenty. The surgeon, a large arrogant man, did an amazing job readjusting my jaw, however, he almost killed me by trying to manage my blood sugar levels as opposed to letting me do so myself.
I told the nurses, through my swollen, aching mouth, that I needed my insulin from my bag, because it was time to take my Lantus (long-acting) insulin. The nurses said they didn’t see Lantus insulin on the Surgeon’s orders. I said I needed to take it or they would have a DKA patient on their hands by morning. She called the silly surgeon who argued and argued that I shouldn’t take it, because he doesn’t know what it is (Aha! The arrogant surgeon doesn’t know everything!). I told the nurses to tell him I was going to take it—no matter what. I’m no drama-queen, but I would have thrown the mightiest fit in the world if they refused to let me take my Lantus. Against their wishes, I took my Lantus.
When the surgeon returned to my hospital room in the morning, he didn’t apologize or acknowledge his mistake, but I’m just glad I was stubborn enough to keep myself alive. We know our bodies and the way our blood sugar levels react to various things (insulin, food, exercise, etc.) better than anyone else does. Don’t be afraid to speak up when you know something isn’t right. You might have to yell sometimes. You might have to argue with doctors who have been paid thousands and thousands of dollars in hopes of knowing more than you know, but sometimes, there are a few details they’re missing. And that’s okay, but you’ve got to be willing to speak up, even when they aren’t very willing to listen.
If I have the choice between possibly winding up in a coma or being really rude to a doctor, I’ll choose being really rude.
Published On: January 24, 2007