Acidosis? Keto-no-sis
over the hill and through the woods
2:40 am cst
We are awake and feeling MUCH improved. Not 100%, but def better.
I fell down the google anxiety well when she told me her blood sugar was 315, not 200 like she had reported. [UPDATE: as if 4am, it’s down to 259] I spent a few anxious hours learning about a keto acidosis and diabetic comas and all kinds of other terrific fin things.
But i got her a test to look for ketones, indicating the acid state and she’s negative for any. Yay! 🎉
I’m still worried about the sugar levels and we’ll check again first thing in the morning.
She had quit taking her medication when she got sick with the UTI. So there wasn’t anything leveling her out. Diet has been good. But it generally is, having cut out most junk food years ago.
We’re got her back on her daily regime and I’m def done letting her manage that herself. In fact, we are done with the occasional sugar at all. And I’ll have to find a way to get her regular with exercise. She’s always been too resistant to being uncomfortable, which exercise is the very state of discomfort.
Last night we learned a friend died from complications related to his ALS. He is the first person I knew directly with the disease. It only took a year and a half to kill him.
It’s a heavy cloud. My own sweet wife’s lingering illness is its own thing. But I can’t stop thinking about my friends wife and how bleak she must feel right now. And of course my poor brother-in-law… he doesn’t know his dead wife’s sister is so ill, but my money is on that he is awake tight now missing her and weeping for her.
Now doubt there are many many hearts the world over right now just shattering or shattered with their owners trying to pick the pieces and glue them back together.
And failing.
Some things we just can’t help.
I know seeing a photo of my congregation assembled last night was sad. We are usually a hundred plus happy worshipping warriors… last night it was fewer than thirty.
When I make exclamations crying for Jesus to come, it’s not just a platitude or expletive. I genuinely believe we need what the Bible describes as our warrior king to take action and solve the nasty business of our loved ones getting sick and dying.
We as humans have only middling mitigations. There is no solution that lasts. Even if they could have stopped my friends ALS, he would have eventually died of something.
Every human who has ever lived has. So will I. So will you.
So we need this promised kingdom of his that God’s word says will extend right here to the earth.
If you read my story The Long Harvest it was a fantasy about a time when the woes of mankind are solved.
Sleepless nights will soon be a thing of the past unless we just long to spend the night with the stars or maybe we’re waiting the birth of our first or tenth child.
For now, you and I will keep putting up with it. But we won’t like it. And we will keep begging for it all to end. For something better to be here instead.
Yes, for her, for my brother-in-law, my dead friend’s wife, my sister, myself and those like me… for YOU my dear reader, indeed,
COME, LORD JESUS!!!
Tearfully and tiredly,
WIWL
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