Diabetes. What a pain in the butt disease. When it rains it pours….right? I don’t know why that always happens. Things have been pretty quiet here on the home front for a while and things are still pretty good but my grandfather’s diabetes has been keeping us all very busy. Remember about a month ago, I posted that he had fallen and I had found him after 3 hours of being on the floor? Well since then, we got both my grandparents Lifeline (those little buttons that they wear around their neck and detect a fall) but he has fallen again 3 times since then. His diabetes is kicking his butt and ours too! On another note, my dad had hand surgery last week for carpal tunnel so he is recovering too. Between my shoulder surgery, my dad’s surgery and my grandfather not being able to stay “upright” we are three peas in a pod -ha.
I found my grandfather a couple days ago in his workshop almost passed out with sugar below 35 and yesterday, my husband found him outside on the ground at 6am. It was so cold and windy so thankfully, he was only outside for under 10 minutes before we found him but his sugar was 36 and he was a mess. Long story short, we got his doctor involved and got his meds switched around and he isn’t administering his insulin anymore. About a year ago, we had to take over his pills as he wasn’t taking them properly and now it’s time for him to let us takeover his insulin. It’s not as easy as it may sound. He is/was super independent and VERY stubborn. He doesn’t like being told what to do and I don’t blame him but at this point, it’s for his own good. For those of you who are caretakers of an elderly friend or family member, you know the importance of trying to let them have as much control as possible. Once you start taking things away from them, like simple tasks such as taking your medicine, they tend to get really angry and sometimes depressed. My grandfather’s diabetes, dementia, anxiety and depression have gotten worse this past year and it’s really hard to watch. I don’t blog about it because it makes me sad to even think about it so I tend to avoid it. Sometimes I cry at night before I go to sleep just thinking about how he is now. I don’t cry for long, just a quick couple minutes. It’s really sad sometimes. Heck, I might need some meds – haha. More on living with my grandparents, diabetes, dementia, anxiety, depression and a slew of other things in 2016. It’s time to be merry and cheery as Christmas is right around the corner :).