
Somewhat akin to "Do NOT drink the koolaid" Ok, not so bizarre or tragic.
But, do NOT drink the grape juice.
So, today, I go to visit my friend Nancy is in the hospital. I have to go over there anyway because I need to have some blood work done. Specifically a thyroid panel. Which they didn't do.
But it gets worse. I check in with the lab and they agree that they will call me in Nancy's room when they are ready. Meanwhile, I'm hanging out with Nancy and she says "You want some grape juice, here I have some!"
NOTE: Nancy was looking pretty good, moving well, good spirits. She looked like a TV hospital patient, I'm optimistic she's on the mend.
So, why not, I drink the little container if grape juice which had been on Nancy's tray. After awhile, they call me and I go down and do the blood draw.
Nancy who is experiencing some diabetic symptoms is conferring with the professionals about the clear diet she's on. How everything is full of sugar. It's not good for her; she writes the sugar levels on the board. Look, my blood sugar went over 200.
Afterwards, I go back to Nancy's room and I'm real impatient, kinda crabby, I don't want to stay. I leave, annoyed that the parking guy gave me 13 one dollar bills, crabbed out and uneasy. And I realize, it's that darn grape juice, full of sugar. It's worse than eating two glased doughnuts (those suckers practically make me hallucinate). Can you imagine what that did to my blood sugar levels?
I call Nancy at the hospital when I get home. "Do NOT drink the grape juice"
We have a laugh over it.
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Thanks again for visiting my mom Sandy, it meant a lot to her.
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