Thank you everyone. This is all so very scary for us, but one thing you all have said is to fight & eat right.
Hubby woke up in a cold sweat last night because he dreamed he had a leg amputated.
I am so horrified by that and I feel so bad for those of you who have already suffered this or are nearing it. I just can't imagine.
I'm also VERY impressed with all of you at how you deal with this and live, and I'm very encouraged by the fact that it doesn't shorten your life -- it's not like a disease that only gives one a few months to live. Well, at least not usually.
I'm so much in turmoil and one of the normal human reactions to crisis is to find someone or something to blame -- even though that never changes anything.
I am angry that he wasn't diagnosed years ago when we went to doctors and asked about diabetes -- especially since it runs in his family. We thought maybe hyperglycemia {sp} because he would get wobbly and weak if he didn't eat for a few hours and he has/had "splotchey" places on his legs. The doctor looked at his legs and just said "water retention" and that was it. They never really tested for diabetes and brushed off the hyperglycemia. NO ONE ever told us that there is something similar within diabetes!!! NO ONE ever really tested FOR diabetes even though we asked them too! I hate HMO's!!!!
He has obviously had this for a very long time judging by how long he has had the symptoms. The crap part is, the first doctor we went to, the one that brushed off the idea of hyperglycemia and didn't test (properly or at all?) for diabetes, is the one we are having to go to now, and who FINALLLY diagnosed it -- only because the surgeon for the knee replacement requested it during pre-surgery testing!!! That's who we are meeting on Monday and I am sure going to ask for a copy of ALL of John's medical records from him and ask him why he didn't diagnose this earlier? I'll (try) to be polite about it, but I'm upset. I won't scream, but I may cry and feel angry.
I'm getting my shouting out on this board! Sorry everyone, but I have a feeling you all know how I feel and I hope you can excuse the venting.
After my children died I didn't think I would ever be afraid again. I was wrong. I was so wrong.