There are pluses of ketones in her urine and also the presences of blood glucose, the well-built Doc, whom I later figured out his name to be Doc. flexi told my parents after some few days.
I was feeling much better now, due to the drips and some particular injections given to me before eating my breakfast and dinner, but then I really don’t understand the food given to me in this hospital. I could clearly remember, whenever any of my siblings falls sick and they were admitted in the hospital, they usually come back home with tales of how they were given anything they wanted to eat by the hospital and my parents, I would have considered them liars but I have actually witnessed my parents giving my younger brother a big can of lucozade boost, malt and milk to boost to his strength and appetite and then a plate of fried rice, turkey and ice-cream from sizzlers when he was sick, but then since I have been admitted, the food given to me has been unripe plantain, beans, irish potatoes, wheat bread with lipton tea, and cowbell milk without sugar, and then for swallow, I am given amala\wheat with vegetable soup.
I really don’t understand this hospital, I have requested for a change of meal severally and even ask my parents to get me malt and milk, which my dad said he forgot, but rather he came with a 4liters black drink which he said was a native medication, that will help me get better, but my mum asked him not to give me yet since we are still in the hospital.
Doc flexi, began to speak, how are you grace?
I am fine, I replied
Good, I believe you can hear me and can understand what I will be telling you, but first of all, do you or can you remember how you got here? he asked
I gave a weak smile, and told him what I remembered.
Good , he replied smiling, so how do you feel now, he asked
I feel better, but I am still always thirsty and I still drink a lot of water, I replied
Don’t worry it will stop soon, but you have to do the following, because you are diabetic.
Ok.
But then, do you know what is diabetes? he asked
No,
Well, diabetes is when your blood sugar is very high, and you will be needing insulin to help you with your sugar because your body can’t produce insulin
I was just staring at him, confuse because I really don’t understand what he was saying.
From now on, you will be needing your insulin injection, the one the nurses usually come to give to you before eating, and you will have to stay away from eating rice, eba, yam, snacks and every other carbohydrate food and of course, minerals and any other sweet drinks. You are only allowed to eat, unripe plantain, beans, for swallow, you can have amala or wheat, then you can take crackers biscuit, as snacks, wheat bread, with lipton tea, without sugar, garden eggs; you can eat rice, but it has to be in small portions, it shouldn’t be more than six spoons, you can also eat eba but it shouldn’t be more than this, he made a fit with his hand, your food has to be in portions, you can also take pap too, but it has to be without sugar and just a little milk, preferably skimmed milk.
Ok, sir, I answered.
You will also have to protect your legs and avoid getting injured, you must be on footwear all the time.
But sir, when will I stop taking the injection and start eating well? I asked.
He looked at me, smiled and answered, you will have to keep to these rules, if you want to be healthy and strong, you will have to keep taking your insulin injection and eating well and right, no more carbohydrate, artificial sugar, chocolate, soft drinks, ice-cream etc for the rest of your life.
I just stared at him, without any expression on my face because trust me, I really don’t think anybody can survive without eating any of the listed food he asked me not to eat.
