I got a call from wifey this morning that my dad had a hypoglycemia attack. In laymen terms, hypoglycemia or low blood sugar is a medical condition where the level of sugar in the body drops too low to give the brain and other vital organs functions normally. It is common for patients with diabetes. Dad relates to me that a hypoglycemia patient would sweat profusely, having a blur vision and became short tempered. If this is left untreated, the patience will have a seizure and eventually passing out.
Over the years, I have seen numerable times of him getting a hypoglycemia attack. We will prepare some honey or high sugar content drinks for him whenever he had an attack. The sugar level will normally shoot up after the drink. It is very important to regain his consciousness as soon as possible, as prolong low sugar level might potentially cause brain damage.
I would be very anxious and worried on how my dad’s condition whenever he have a hypoglycemia attack. I feel like driving home back to Ipoh straight after work to see him. I received a call from wifey who informed me that dad had another attack in the evening – a mild attack which is resolved by consuming a few pieces of biscuits. He was driving when he had an attack. “I’m scared, and worried whether I’m able to reach home to see Kenji”, dad related the incident to me over the phone. I was stunned for a moment, and burst into tears.
I told him not to worry too much. Everything would be fine. He had a gassy stomach this few days, and is not taking much meal. There are too much insulin (from the pills that he is taking)in his body, causing the disorder. I advised him that if he do not feel like eating, he should be drinking something to let the stomach digest .
My dad was diagnosed with diabetes type 2, a year before I was born. He never failed to remind us not to take too much sweetened foods or drinks, especially carbonated drinks as he afraid that the genes with diabetes will be inherited to us. He always told us that he is a living example on how this disorder has causes an impact to his life. My dad is very conscious on the food that he is taking. He, together with my mum, lay the rules that the food that we have at home need to be in less sugar and less salt.
I got used to such lifestyle since I was young, and would be perplexed when I see people having food or drinks with high sugar or salt content. I still remember that I was laughed by my peers that I do not take a coke simply because my dad do not allow it. I was young, and do not know how to explain it back then, but now I do.
As what my dad always said, “I wanted to live long enough to see my grandson Kenji grow up”. “You will, dad,” I sincerely pray every night.