Failure to Fly....2

Ok, Ok....I guess I can tell the REST of this story since my sister has "outed" me. Let me preface this by saying that I am a diabetic and on this day I hadn't eaten ALL day! My Parker had already been seen by the trauma team, been through the CT scan and been brought back to the emergency room so they could observe him and then do the sutures under his eyebrow. They wrapped him up like a papoose(which he didn't like!) and proceeded to stitch him up. Well, I started to feel a little sick....and thinking it was because of seeing him in pain and upset....I sat down with my head in my hands. This did NOT make me feel better! In fact, I started to feel worse! It took me about a minute to realize that I wasn't sick because of watching, I was in a full-fledged low blood sugar. I have NEVER felt that awful! All I could do was pat the back of my husbands leg and mutter "I need milk or candy". Luckily, my husband was paying attention to me. He ran over to another nurse and told her that I was diabetic and he needed milk quickly. She ran and got some orange juice. Now, mind you, it was getting much worse for me! When they brought the juice, I downed it in two seconds flat! By that time, the doctor had rushed over and I remember him saying that I needed to be put on a gurney. My husband and brother had to lift me up and try to get me OVER to the bed. Then....I don't remember ANYTHING until my bottom hit the bed. I woke up and realized that I felt a WHOLE lot better! Yes, as the nurses put it, I was the ONLY ADULT admitted to the childrens hospital! They teased me unmercifully! Things like....do you want a bear to hold? ...you're a VERY big little girl.....etc. To make matters worse, I couldn't go to my baby...I had to stay in MY bed with an IV in my arm and all the nurses laughing at me and doctors walking by doing double takes! My most embarrassing moment....brought to life in color!