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Well, tomorrow would have been my dad's 78th birthday if he was still with us. Although the time goes by fast, the memories will always be there. From the getting yelled at while he slept because in his dreams he wanted to make sure his deer blind was built just the right way, to how fast he made friends, I still dont know how he could find people and make them smile the way he did. One memory was of me returning home from school to a yard full of cars that I did not recognize, and then spending the next hour and a half running back and forth from the corn roast in the yard with the road construction crew to the Kegerator in his room to refill all the glasses. Another memory that will always be with me was when we were playing basketball on the court behind the Buckhorn Inn and having dad come out and bring me in for a pop that ended up with me getting 20 bucks from a guy that had the same name as me. I have you to thank as well when I choose to go to college my freshman year, when I was trying to figure out how to get my books, you had money saved for a rainy day, and it was enough to get me everything I needed to start college. As tomorrow comes and goes, I have to say that you have made a difference in my life. You helped me to realize how important it is to keep on task, how you can do anything as long as you keep your focus and how much it really effects people when you are there to help. There have been many people that were touched even if they dont speak about it when year after year they always looked to you to provide them with something they would not be able to have when we would go out all night smelt dipping, and when I slept, you continued on through the morning and into the afternoon giving away enough smelt to make a bar smelt fry look small. Thank you for all that you have given me over the years, through the good and the bad. You always looked out for my best. I hope you can look in on me and be proud of how things are going (at least what I can be responsible for) and smile knowing that you helped me to be who I am. I miss you dad. Current Location: Sault, MI This is me right now: blank
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Well, all day I have felt real weird...Its hard to directly explain the feelings. I have felt flush to the touch, with warm dry skin, but not running any fever. I do have diabetes and one of the pneumonics to remember what to do in certain cases is "Hot and dry, Sugar is high, Cold and clammy, need some candy". I checked my blood glucose 3 times today, and around 10pm my blood sugar hit 300. My normal range is from 79-113. 300 was the number that I told myself today was the trigger for me to go to the ER. I had not eaten since 6pm so it had 4 hours to return to normal. It kept going up. I called a friend of mine and he came over and we made the trip to the hospital. After he dropped me off he went to his wife's place. (They have two houses, one in town, and one here in trout Lake. She works for the City so she stays there during the week).
When i checked in all of my vitals were normal except for the blood glucose, it was still at 279. It dropped 21 points in the 45 minutes it took to drive. The doc came in and talked to me, said there was no "God inspired livesaving techniques" he was going to use tonight, but he would give me a shot of insulin to help me get things down. Dr. Stevenson sure has a different sence of humor. I have to say he definatly knows his stuff, and if anyone is injured or sick in the Eastern Upper Peninsula I would recommend him over a lot of the doctors here because although if you do not understand that he is different, he is taking everything in and thinking 6 steps ahead in all situations.
Just before I left the ER he came back and told me to eat a half of a sandwich when i got home so I wouldnt bottom out my blood glucose and have to come back for the exact opposite. gotta love the morbid sense of humor.
The ride home was pretty uneventful until we were about 4 miles from town. My friend borrowed his moms jeep for the trip in and the overheat idiot light came on. We pulled over and there was steam rolling from under the hood. Now tomorrow he will have to check it out to see where it was coming from. We waited for it to cool off and when we got here I gave him a gallon of anti-freeze. The funny thing of the night...There is a huge packers fan here in trout lake and he put a packers flag up on the town flag pole since the winter we take down the American flag. Well, when we got home someone had dropped the flag to half mast for the fallen Pack. It was one hell of a game, but they gave it away in the second half of the 4th quarter...and then again with the interception in overtime.
Im just afraid of messing up something else tonight...Dont really want to go to the bathroom, Definatly dont want that breaking off. Dunno how I would explain that one. "Hey Doc, Im back. The craziest thing happened..."
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