Well the whole diagnosis thing was pretty traumatic for me as a 3-year-old....but more recently, my two worst experiences both happened due to being sick to my stomach (flu, food poisoning, or something like that) and not being able to manage my BS as a result.
The first time I ended up in the hospital with DKA. I'd been sick (throwing up every 20 min. or so) all night from food poisoning or something like it, but managed to keep my bloodsugar's OK....but the next morning I wanted to take less insulin (basal) so that I didn't have to keep filling my stomach. I didn't take enough, I didn't eat enough (even though I'd stopped throwing up), and I ended up in the hospital with DKA, vomiting again, sharing a room with a smelly guy with an infected foot that had maggots in it. (Not kidding.) It was terrible. The one bright spot of this experience was that there was also a soldier in the room. (It was a room for 3). He had brought in one of his men who had suffered a neck injury, but the man was sleeping and this soldier talked to me and helped me if I needed my water and when I slept he stood there between me and the man he'd brought in and just looked out for both of us. I'm convinced he was my angel that day. I only wish I could somehow contact him and tell him that.
Anyway....the second time it happened I went to the hospital before I got DKA and they put me on IV for a few hours until everything was under control. One thing that really sucked though, is that it was in the U.S. (I'm from Canada) and the doctor didn't know mmol/L measurements and I didn't know mg/dL, so it was like we were speaking different languages when we were trying to control my bloodsugar. Worst thing about this, though.....the VERY worst.....it was on my honeymoon.
