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IV AB Day 5 – Flying Solo

4 Jul

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Day 5 saw me flying solo with my IV and self-administering for the first time on my own at home.

Nothing to report.

Everything went to plan and was uneventful.

Which is good.

I made sure that I was on my own so that I had no distractions.

I did take a longer time to set it up than when supervised at the hospital.

Doing this for the first time I guess I checked everything 3-4 times more than needed.

But I do understand that this is serious shit and that getting it wrong could cause me additional issues that could at least be a pain in the arse……

 

Again, this reminded me of my Diabetes diagnosis and the first injection that I did on my own when I got home……

Everything went to plan and was uneventful.

Which was good.

I made sure that I was on my own so that I had no distractions.

I did take a longer time to set it up than when supervised at the hospital.

Doing this for the first time I guess I checked everything 3-4 times more than needed.

 

I think that these are both like driving a car.

You are shown how to drive.

You get behind the wheel under supervision.

You learn and become more confident.

You pass your test and get released into the world to drive on your own.

Your first trips out unsupervised are hesitant and you double-check every move and maneuver.

With experience your confidence builds.

It becomes second nature.

Before you know it, you are driving with the music blaring, your arm out of the window and your feet on the dashboard……….

 

As I carry on with my DIY IV I will get quicker.

It will become second nature.

It will become more familiar.

However, I must ensure that familiarity does not breed contempt.

That it does not lead to mistakes or errors.

 

Live Long and Bolus.

Grumps.

 

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Brian’s Story

28 Feb

Let me introduce myself, I’m Brian Black I live in Arizona, United States. So my journey with my Type 1 Diabetes started real late in my life. So it all began about this time eight years ago. My health seemed to Plummet into this terrible abyss. My body began to ache, had no energy to make it through the day. Then one morning when I woke up my foot was swollen and when I step out of bed to walk, I felt something just burst and blood and fluid covered my left foot. I was scared for what had just occurred. So off to the Emergency Room I went. Upon arriving at the hospital. The Triage Nurse ask me why I was there. I showed her my foot. The first words out her mouth was I a Diabetic. My answer to her was no, that I had never been diagnosed. At that point everything seemed be happening very quick. I was taken to a bed and many blood draws began. I was put on a I.V. and Oxygen. Things seemed to getting worse. I started Vomiting fiercely. Then the E.R. Doctor arrived. He began to explain to me, my body was in DKA. My response what was that. So he explained and told I was very sick man with life threatening illness. So I was off to ICU to be monitored continuously throughout the night. The next morning I was moved to a regular room. They had stabilized from Blood Sugars and Oxygen Levels. So this when I meet this Female Doctor of Podiatry. She came to my room to examine my feet. As the examination continued, she began tell me that it wasn’t going to be a good outcome. That most likely I was going to loose several of my toes or even my whole left foot. So the first surgery would be later that day, to debrief the Infection in my foot. The outcome from this surgery was some what encouraging. That there would an Amputation of The Small Toe and the Removal of The Metatarus. I would spend the next 21 days in the Hospital going through two more surgery’s. And countless Blood Test to formulate a Antibiotic Cocktail to kill the Infection that was still causing me problems. So I went home with one less toe and a broken ego and Type One Diabetes’s It took over me several years to come terms and not to blame myself for the Complications that this Disease of Diabetes brings upon us. Everyday I work hard to take care of myself with my Diabetes. So I leave you with this No Blame and No Shame.

Sliding Doors

8 Nov

Have you ever watched the film “Sliding Doors”?

Is about one person’s life as it is, and in parallel, how it could have been if one thing had happened differently.

So

How it is…..

Currently my left foot looks like this (yep, gross, but it will be fine).

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I have Type1 Diabetes and as a result I do my daily foot checks.

I notice a blister and keep an eye on it.

It starts to look a bit rough, so I go to the practice nurse.

She cleans and dresses it.

She refers me to the Podiatrist.

Podiatrist rings same day with an appointment (that I couldn’t make but that’s not their fault).

Great care for an amazing NHS!

 

How it could have been…..

For whatever reason I didn’t get T1D.

I get a blister on my foot.

I don’t do daily foot checks, why would I?

The blister turns bad so I stick a plaster over it.

It gets worse.

I’m a typical bloke so I leave it as I’m too busy to go to the GP.

It’s agony now so I go to the GP finally.

Foot is cleaned and dressed.

Time goes on but it gets no better.

Back to GP I go.

To cut a short story long I get diagnosed with Type2 Diabetes.

My foot issue was the first physical indication I was aware of that I had T2D

I wish I’d know that I was at risk of T2D. I can’t guarantee that I would have acted if I had, but at least Id have had a chance to………

 

Know Your Risk!….

So help yourself, your friends and family but getting them to Know Your (their) Risk of T2D, and if needed, acting on it. Please!

 

Live Long and Bolus

Grumps.

Finding My Feet

21 Jan

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For the last 47 years I’ve been in a relationship.

A threesome……..

 

My relationship with my feet has changed over the years

We share the same birthday

We used to be close

We played together

I used to touch them a lot

They looked good naked!

I’d even give them a gentle suck…….

 

Slowly we grew apart (I’m 6 feet 2 inches tall they are a long way away)

We lost touch (I can’t touch my knees let alone my bloody toes)

Things got in the way (beer gut…..)

I paid them little attention

Even when they were naked

Just a passing glance

But I could still depend on them

They never let me down (except when I’m drunk and fall over)

 

As I said I’m my last blog post they took a bit of a battering

It’s rekindled out relationship

Every night I slowly undress them

My eyes cover every inch

I explore them with a gentle touch

I lovingly rub them with lotion

Then we slide under the covers for the night…..

 

Remember you daily foot checks!

 

Live Long and Bolus

Grumps