Last night while driving home I got a call from my brother. I was in the middle of driving home and didn't have my blue tooth so I couldn't answer. When I got home I checked my phone and there wasn't a message from him, which is kind of weird. So an hour passed and I get a call from my Mom. Now it's 9pm and I know something is wrong, as my Mom doesn't call me this late. My mom tells me that my Dad is in the hospital again and it looks as though he had another stroke. Michael my brother has had enough and can't deal with Dad anymore. I immediately called my brother to get details on Dad. They were still in the waiting room and a nurse was looking him over. She said it looks like a stroke; he couldn't walk, slurred his speech and was sweating very badly. So I hung the phone with my brother and told him to call me back when he found out more info. So another hour passed and my brother called me back to inform me that Dad's blood sugar level was 32. He recently found out he had diabetes and he is suppose to keep his blood sugar between 80 and 140. The nurse gave him OJ and cracker to try and raise his sugar level and it seemed to work. I called Dad this morning and after 3 glasses of OJ and a few crackers they managed to get his blood sugar level back up to 108 and everything went back to normal. So no Dad learned a lesson about letting his blood sugar get to low as well as too high. I'm just glad everything worked out for the best.
