How was your first moment?

The other day I ended up in the emergency room and the truth is that everything I saw and happened to me was tremendous, bad, of course.Saturday night, the urgencies up and doctors, very young Tooodos.The one who attended me did not even know what the slow one was.I understand that they have to learn, and up to there without problem, but the problem begins when there is no supervision.There was no one with experience to be able to guide this youth.

Regardless of what happened to me, I hallucinated when the girl who was by my side was told that he probably had diabetes (apparentexplanation.The final comment was "until they give you the appointment you don't take things with sugar."And I hallucinated, and the rest of the hydrates?I was going to give my number but left very fast.They took her out of emergencies having the levels in 250.

When I was diagnosed, I was admitted for 1 week, in that same hospital and from minute 1 they taught me what was both the slow and the slow one.

Did they also threw home like this?Without more explanation that "asks for an appointment"?Or is this how the problems were solved that night?

I debuted in September 2021 and entered by emergencies.I spent 36 hours there and then they went up to the plant where I stayed until 5 days.

The emergency department was crazy, a continuous transfer of patients and personnel of all kinds: doctors, nurses, auxiliaries, wardens.A frantic activity.

I was attended by the Emergency Department, a thirty -many doctor and then came to the machines (insulin infusor, drippers, vital constant meters) every two for three other doctors, these younger ones, I suppose residents.The endocrine also visited me, the doctor put him in the background and came to tell me that when they stabilize the blood values ​​(glucose and acidification) he was admitted to endocrinology.

I entered with ketoacidosis, quite annoyed, I already had even tachycardia.I cannot value, because I have no knowledge for it, if that girl's discharge was correct with 250, although it seems to me a nonsense that gives her the recipe of Lantus and no indication on how to handle diabetes to the appointment with the endocrine,Anything can happen to you in that time interval.

The staff seemed very professional, first the residents see you to open the file but then had support with more experienced doctors.

My experience was good, I at least felt very well attended.The emergency time was exhausting because with that noise and so much light it was impossible to rest and it became eternal until they took me to the room.When they discharged me, I already carried two "diabetes" education with my nurse and left there with a lot of information, a glucometer, slow and fast feathers and a vertigo to handle myself with all that considerable.

Rarest things are not happening, I never find out what happens to others and less that they tell me that they are in four hundred and that it came out of there in 250, I tell me those things in the emergency room, I do not say that it is notTruth and never say with a doctor who does not know what diabetes is, if anyone, he tells you, you know better than me how this disease is going, but from there they do not know, I do not know, the same is better not to goTo the doctor !!What I see in the emergency room, that each one goes to his and hard

When one passes 5 or 6 hours in the emergency room, he ends up talking to the walls, and in my case 3 endocrine and 2 years were necessary to diagnose myself correctly, I do not tell you na of the knowledge of diabetes that some family doctors have

That said, very rare things, they talk to the walls, in my hospital that does not happen ,,

Pufff .... mine was laaaargoooo.
I went to make a blood analytical because my mother got into the doctor and they will review me, since I urinated a lot, I drank a lot, ate a lot and lost a lotTell me a forecast.Already at the door I asked him what he sensed .... Answer: Diabetes.

I went two days at 7:00 to do the analytics to be able to go to the office later (1 hour of road) and how I lived in Toledo and there the pharmacies do not make hair, I asked the baby that took me outblood.Total 365 on an empty stomach and "literally" kidnapped me in the hospital.He forbade me for breakfast at risk of diabetic coma in more than 500 and put me in a boxes where an endocrine reviewed me, they put a lot of serum bags with insulin, and they measured me every 40 min.Me while talking to my boss and customers, calm that I arrived in a while .... hahahaMy header because the diabetes was very expensive by private insurance, an insulin guideline and glucose in 160mg/dl.

In the afternoon I went to my doctor and the nurse did me acetone, I gave in all positive even in urine infection.I directly send me the emergency room with immediate and low job income.
The emergency department was ... amazing ..... January 2015, Thursday, eve of local festive and the emergency collapsed by the flu epidemic (and was not covid);Unconscious people in the halls, in the boxes, stretchers in the halls, ... pufff.I will never forget a kid of about 22 years, in a wheelchair, totally unconscious with a fever of 39.5, then there were the typical grandparents, but many unconscious young people with very high fevers in all boxes and corridors.

In admissions they threw my anger because they did not consist my data and had to make the "stickers" since I had never been in the Emergency or admitted or anything at all.
They had me from 19:00 to 1:30 from boxes in boxes, based on capillaries and had an order of entry by protocol but there was nowhere, and there were no glucometers!In the end under a gestational endocrine and "lent me" (I had to return) a glucometer for the 3 -day weekend, I gave me Abbott's phone to request one and I went out with a paper with the insulin guidelines, the recipes and appointmentsof emergency with specialist for the next working Monday.

I go to Pharmacy bought the roads and so happy for home.And at home I discover that I can not put the insulin because the needles do not come ... return to the pharmacy at 2:00 where I did not sell needles and they told me that they had to give them to my doctor.Take the car, go into the emergency room and explain the first to get how you put the insulin without needles.They gave me general insulin needles, not feathers and I had to do prorates ... All this without knowing anything about diabetes.
On a holiday I was lucky, my health center had an emergency service and there I planted to give me needles for the feathers;They gave me a handful but save the first 3 days until the endocrine visited me on Monday and I already started with diabetological education, I was assigned 600 needles for 3 months and I left with all the material plus a week of continuous training.

My mother, I can't believe what happened to you.With my daughter it was the pediatrician who for the symptoms made a urine strip and a glucometer test, and with 360 he sent us directly to the hospital.There two doctors and two nurses were waiting for her and left her admitted for a week.
I don't want to think that public health is deteriorating like this.
Here in Asturias they continue to attend us the same as always.

Well, I don't know but I find all that because we have to analyze many things in a type 1 diabetic debut, and not just blood glucose.
In my case, a long time ago, my parents had private health, Asisa, and after some papers, at two months or thus lost a lotHospital emergencies and there I spent a week at the UCI first (I had a pancreatitis, ketoacidosis and all decompensated) and then one more week in plant.
They explained to my father everything that had to do, as insulin was put and until I was older, he put it on me, with roads and syringes and pork insulin.It makes this a lot, almost 40 years.

Andrespmat said:
do not happen very veryNobody tells me those things in the emergency room, I do not say that it is not true and I never said with a doctor who does not know what diabetes is, if anyone, he tells you, you know better than me how this disease is going, but from there to whatDon't find out, I don't know, the same is not better not to go to the doctor !!What I see in the Emergencies, that each one goes to theirs and I hardly see anyone talk to the one next door, well that must be to the hospital that I go, in the others I do not know, of good day to everyone

It turns out that in my hospital (I do not know in others) when you enter the emergencies and need some type of intravenous treatment, they send you to a room where there are up to 9 patients (who can enter with 1 companion) and all next to each otherThe others.And it gave the chance that the nurses of that turn did not stop saying "I don't know what happens today, all full of diabetics with hypers or hypos, go night" like this, shouting at 4 winds.As I said was a murky night, I had never lived anything like that in the emergency department in any of the senses.When this girl entered, they sat at my side, and explained her the treatment that the doctor had put.When he went for his treatment he shouted "You, another with the sugar" then this poor girl looked at everyone and yes, he also looked at me, that I nodded and asked her why she looked nervously.And already in a simple phrase he told me that it was the first time and that he had 400. The rest of the story you can imagine that he did not need anything, because I heard it absolutely everything from the nurse and ofThe doctor who attended her.And even if I had been on the other end of the room I would have learned.

I already say that this must have been punctual, because unfortunately I have ended more times there and I have never seen anything similar.And as for my debut, it was not like at all.

And that's why my question, I wanted to know if my case of hospitalization when debuting was due to something else or it was normal.And I have not said that you don't have to go to the doctor.That is very clear that you have invented it.

ruthbia said:
pufff .... mine was laaaargooooo.
I went to make a blood analytical because my mother got into the doctor and they will review me, since I urinated a lot, I drank a lot, ate a lot and lost a lotTell me a forecast.Already at the door I asked him what he sensed .... Answer: Diabetes.

I went two days at 7:00 to do the analytics to be able to go to the office later (1 hour of road) and how I lived in Toledo and there the pharmacies do not make hair, I asked the baby that took me outblood.Total 365 on an empty stomach and "literally" kidnapped me in the hospital.He forbade me for breakfast at risk of diabetic coma in more than 500 and put me in a boxes where an endocrine reviewed me, they put a lot of serum bags with insulin, and they measured me every 40 min.Me while talking to my boss and customers, calm that I arrived in a while .... hahahaMy header because the diabetes was very expensive by private insurance, an insulin guideline and glucose in 160mg/dl.

In the afternoon I went to my doctor and the nurse did me acetone, I gave in all positive even in urine infection.I directly send me the emergency room with immediate and low job income.
The emergency department was ... amazing ..... January 2015, Thursday, eve of local festive and the emergency collapsed by the flu epidemic (and was not covid);Unconscious people in the halls, in the boxes, stretchers in the halls, ... pufff.I will never forget a kid of about 22 years, in a wheelchair, totally unconscious with a fever of 39.5, then there were the typical grandparents, but many unconscious young people with very high fevers in all boxes and corridors.

In admissions they threw my anger because they did not consist my data and had to make the "stickers" since I had never been in the Emergency or admitted or anything at all.
They had me from 19:00 to 1:30 from boxes in boxes, based on capillaries and had an order of entry by protocol but there was nowhere, and there were no glucometers!In the end under a gestational endocrine and "lent me" (I had to return) a glucometer for the 3 -day weekend, I gave me Abbott's phone to request one and I went out with a paper with the insulin guidelines, the recipes and appointmentsof emergency with specialist for the next working Monday.

I go to Pharmacy bought the roads and so happy for home.And at home I discover that I can not put the insulin because the needles do not come ... return to the pharmacy at 2:00 where I did not sell needles and they told me that they had to give them to my doctor.Take the car, go into the emergency room and explain the first to get how you put the insulin without needles.They gave me general insulin needles, not feathers and I had to do prorates ... All this without knowing anything about diabetes.
On a holiday I was lucky, my health center had an emergency service and there I planted to give me needles for the feathers;They gave me a handful but save the first 3 days until the endocrine visited me on Monday and I already started with diabetological education, I was assigned 600 needles for 3 months and I went out with all the material plus a week of continuous training.

How awful!What a story!
I am glad to know that you did not give up with the needles, I do not know if I had done the same 🥺

In my case, first, the header told me that what I had was a gastroenteritis.He sent me soft and of course, I started finding better because glycemia went down.As soon as I eat normal again, again fatal.It was my mother who suspected that it could be diabetic.He took me again to the health center and made me glycemia and I don't know what I said exactly but enough to verify my mother's thought.
Fortunately, a good family friend was endocrine specialized in diabetes here in Madrid and we directly went to his consultation.I didn't have to be admitted.
What happened to me shortly after in the emergency department of the Madrid Clinical Hospital was somewhat unfortunate.I entered a gastroenteritis (as a child I had every two for three) and at dawn I began to find fatal.My sister who was the one who stayed with me called the nurse and after a test I got a blood glucose of almost 300. They did not want to put me insulin because, according to them, there were no endocrine on guard were not authorized so they wereThe great idea of ​​walking around the halls (with a road and 10 years) occurred
In the morning my father came and after riding the chicken, he asked for the voluntary discharge.This was in 1991 and it is true that at that time, it was not known too much about diabetes.Fortunately today I think we have advanced a lot.

@nigiri Do not believe that we have advanced so much.
When I was admitted in August 2022, the nurse told me that her pattern is not to put insulin until the patient does not reach 250mg/dl and that give all normal diet.
I told him that it was very much.

So after the operation and much arguing with the surgeon on guard I took the voluntary discharge (at 00:30 !!), especially because I did not trust what they were going to put in the way, I was not going to eat anythingAnd the surgeon had told me, when he scheduled the date of operation, which was outpatient and I went to my house in the day.

A nurse my friend has told me that they have instructions that if a diabetic is put in 80 they already consider it hypo and they put glucose in blood.That does not matter if they reach 300, who do not want hypos.It seems to me a barbarity.

What a wonder ...

Isabelbota said:
A nurse my friend has told me that they have instructions that if a diabetic is put in 80 they already consider it hypo and put blood glucose.That does not matter if they reach 300, who do not want hypos.It seems to me a barbarity.

The blissful "protocols."Medicine is no longer exercised, the doctors are technical that apply the protocols, because if they leave that script and something happens, they fall.If they continue the script and something happens, nothing happens.
The bad thing is that we do not know very well who writes those protocols.
To me, in my hospital stay, what caught my attention was the menu.It was a carbohydrate festival, with its white bread, Maria cookies, fruit.A nonsense.It seemed like a barbarity for a healthy person, I, in fact, before my debut had already restricted the diet hydrates to not gain weight.

I left my room confined by the covid watching blurry, on the second day I went to Dr. Header and as the last test it occurred to him blood glucose: 340, strip for negative ketoacidosis.Diagnosis: Type 2 diabetes, metformin, eat in flat plate, vegetable half, a fourth protein, a hydrate room .... at the second week of taking metformin and increasing dose: allergic reaction: all full of hrackers, itching;They changed them to Januvia, 3 months finding me tired, with blurred vision (Labor Low).On a Saturday I got up (I suppose that with hip) dizzy, everything was around and barely held me, my frightened husband and falling the flood father took me to Vall Hebron: Transfusion with serum, fast, ... until stabilizing, I went out with a visit with a visitFor 2 days later for the day center of the Diabetes Unit Hospital, when the doctor attended me, he told me: It seems to me that diabetes 2, nothing, you are type 1, we will do analytics to confirm ... from there I already leftWith sensor, glucometer, very basic guidelines of values ​​and bowling to apply ... and little by little my vision returned to its place.It cost me many crying and anguish not knowing and that things teach me to "tell drops" according to them so as not to saturate myself with so much information.And of this 9 months ago .... lowering my gly of almost 13 initially at 8 and peak (not taking three months of treatment) and now 6'1 .... Learning .... Every day learning.... and seeing the crazy reactions that my body has.According to my educators, seeing my graphics, they know the type of person I am, who had not seen an equal control for years, all for what I demand myself, because I do not allow whims .... that I will surely be needing lessInsulin, because I have been controlling a few weeks for a few weeks are my declines .... I have a sensitivity factor 80.
They have also told me that I have to gain muscle, not to continue losing weight, try strength exercises.
In the end!!This year Horribilis did not eat it with good foot ... the bells with confined covid and the gift dessert.

They entered the Hopital and I was the first child in Spain to which they "cured" the dubetes after having been admitted for a month.Now comes the reality, it was the year 1981, and in those years there was not as much information as now and they did not know what the honeymoon was, at least where they entered me, or the doctors who treated me did not know.But after 1.2 or 3 months I entered again and (who comes from cured quoted) there was a girl admitted with diabetes and the parents were worried but at the same time happy because Kes had been informing that Povo had a priest.A child, my parents were the illusion when they told them, Sibes Este and here returns.

My first moment was very rare ..... I look back and I only remember that the nurse told me you have to put insulin now and when I go to prick, because of my indecision I try, Joe was my first prick!!
There was no income or anything my header called me and gave me the news.I didn't know anything about diabetes, I thought that with not eating sweets and clicking insulin I was already a man: o
And I also remember that I had a great dilemma: what to do with chocolate Neapolitanas: p.Freeze them !!, ilusa!

It would be interesting to know what hospital that incidence occurred.
Greetings.

Hello everyone, my name is Miguel and my debut was in 2015, with a recognition analytics of the company of 125 sugar on an empty stomach, I was recommendedThere they did the test and I had 550. They put me insulin I don't know how much and ... home, it returns in the afternoon.I returned with 525 .., after many calculations the doctor put me insulin 30 units memory and ... home, at three hours I lost the knowledge of the downturn, and if from home to the emergency of the hospital.My partner told me that they did not know what to do, in the end I suppose they injected me glucagon.In the hospital the truth attended me very well.