The Shaman at Chemo Camp Day 2:2 - 05/24/22
I mentioned some poor woman that was situated in a chair just across the way from me yesterday. All though I cannot be certain, I believe she got quietly yanked and sent off to the ER. Something must have happened. However, Life at the edge of the Pit of Oblivion moves on. Some folks keep advancing towards the Exit, where lies remission, sunshine and a return to Normalcy. For others, they get quietly moved to the other side of the Pit, the one marked Palliative Care, and the recliners are pointed towards and not away from The Pit.
As for myself, as I ended Session 2: Day 2 of my sojourn, we had a bit of a scare about bedtime. I dozed off in my chair at home watching TV. When I awoke, sweat was pouring off my head. My hat was soaked. I mentioned it to KYHillChick. 'HillChick kept asking silly redundant questions. I kept answering with monosyllables. What I didn't realize was that all this was pointing to her that I was being unresponsive. I was. I just didn't realize it. It is a state of mind that you encounter with folks in 2nd stage Hypothermia-- I've seen it. 'HillChick had seen it working in a Pediatric Endocrinology Clinic. She guessed right and tested my Glucose-- 300. Yikes!
She called into the 24 Hour Emergency hotline. I had already come back around and the sweating had stopped. However, we had a wee bit of hoohaw. It was decided to drop the dose of steroids I'm getting. They're making my glucose spike. I've been a Diabetic for almost a decade now, and I never hit 300 before Chemo. Normally I'm about 80-200, and I rarely get above 120 when I'm doing my daily thing.
As for myself, as I ended Session 2: Day 2 of my sojourn, we had a bit of a scare about bedtime. I dozed off in my chair at home watching TV. When I awoke, sweat was pouring off my head. My hat was soaked. I mentioned it to KYHillChick. 'HillChick kept asking silly redundant questions. I kept answering with monosyllables. What I didn't realize was that all this was pointing to her that I was being unresponsive. I was. I just didn't realize it. It is a state of mind that you encounter with folks in 2nd stage Hypothermia-- I've seen it. 'HillChick had seen it working in a Pediatric Endocrinology Clinic. She guessed right and tested my Glucose-- 300. Yikes!
She called into the 24 Hour Emergency hotline. I had already come back around and the sweating had stopped. However, we had a wee bit of hoohaw. It was decided to drop the dose of steroids I'm getting. They're making my glucose spike. I've been a Diabetic for almost a decade now, and I never hit 300 before Chemo. Normally I'm about 80-200, and I rarely get above 120 when I'm doing my daily thing.