Hi from St. Lukes Hosptial!

Sunday Funday could not be a more inappropriate term for today. I had a fantastic time with my good friend Chet last night. That fantastic time was ruined this morning when I woke up to vomit. I've been sick since Tuesday of last week and as soon as I thought I was finally getting better today came along.

Being diabetic makes any sort of illness about ten times worse. My blood sugar is all out of wack, my ketones are large, and I can't stop shaking. Ketones are produced when my body doesn't have enough insulin so it burns fat for energy. In a normal person, ketones are the body's natural response to starvation. Unfortunately, for a diabetic, ketones can be life threatening. When I tested my ketones and they were high, that was my indication to come to the emergency room.

When I got into a hospital room, nurses bombarded me right away. One to take my blood sugar, one to start an IV, one to take my vitals, the list goes on. When a doctor actually came to see me, Melinda, she told me I'm more than likely going to have to stay the night. I actually don't mind staying in the hospital because the food is good, if I can keep it down, someone waits on me the entire time I'm here, and who doesn't like a hot over night nurse!? Hollla at Vance!

The worst part about coming to the hospital tonight was that my brother, Jake, whom is also my best friend, is at work until 12:30 am. I don't actually know how long I'm going to stay at the St. Lukes Inn but if it makes me feel better and gets everything under control, I'll stay as long as I need too.

My doctor just came in and told me about all the tests they did on my blood. Everything is out of wack which is why they're admitting me into the hospital. They put a pump on my IV bag so it can be done faster and I can get into a real room as soon as possible.

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