Today has been a tough day. My mom called me at 3pm and told me that my Dad is in the hospital. She said he called her at 9:30am and told her, “to come back home from work because he wasn’t feeling well.” She sped towards home and tried to get him up to the car, but she was not able to lift him. She ended up calling the ambulance. She said, “ Dad was gasping for air and I felt helpless.”
My dad is a diabetic. He has been a diabetic for as long as I have known him. That being said, I want to inform you that he is technically my stepdad. He has helped raise me since I was ten years old. I love him so much and cannot imagine where my mom and I would have ended up had he not married her. He saved her. He saved me.
The doctors diagnosed him with pneumonia and congestive heart failure. To my understanding there is a chance he can get better with antibiotics and meds, but he is also on dialysis due to renal failure. His vital signs were fair when I left the hospital and his blood sugar was in normal range. Pretty sure it has not been normal for years now. He went to the hospital about 2-3 years ago and his blood sugar was over 700! The Nurse said, “ how often do you take you blood sugar?” He said, “ I don’t.” …Are you kidding me? I wanted to yell at him, dude, you are a DIABETIC! The Nurse said, “Oh, is that because you don’t know how?” I laughed at her and said, “ No, it’s because he chooses not to.”
My dad does not like being told what to do. I think, that he thinks, if he does not acknowledge having diabetes, then it will disappear. He is a very stubborn country boy, I think that is why we used to butt heads when I was younger. I was a spoiled little shit and he turned me into a respectful, responsible, and grateful young woman.
I do not know what is going to happen from here. I would like to see if the hospital can test me, to see if we would be a good match for a kidney transplant, but I know my dad does not want me to do that. I think it would be a good idea to at least find out if I’m a match first and then go from there. My mom tried and she was not a match.
I thank you for reading my story and if you could, shout out a little prayer to the Big Guy for my Dad.
My dad is one of the strongest people I have ever met, but he needs your help. I pray that you give him the courage to keep fighting and hopefully this time he will take the steps he needs to get better. I thank you for all the wonderful memories you have given us so far, but I think he still has some more time in him. Please don’t take him just yet. Thank you for all that you have blessed us with and in Jesus name, Amen.