The next day, I had a minor headache. My blood sugar was high at 450 mg/dl. I hate it when the blood sugar goes much too high. I had to drink a lot of orange juice. But it was still too high.

"Perhaps you should do something about it before it goes too high and before she could get health issues," said Sharon.

"I think so, too," agreed Dad.

By the time I got to the hospital, my blood sugar was already dangerously high at 600 mg/dl. Why did it had to go that high? I ended up in the coma.

"How did the blood sugar got that high? I didn't eat anything I wasn't allowed to and insulin wasn't even brown at all," I said.

"It just happens that way somethimes," said Dad.

The doctor was taking blood test to make sure nothing was serious.

The doctor came in an hour later and said, "We found out why your blood sugar has been out of control: you're a brittle diabetic."

"Brittle?" I asked.

That sounded similar. That's when I realized Stacey has the same thing. It's also called labile diabetes. They have high and low blood sugars a lot.

"That sounded scary to keep it under control," I said.

"I'm sure you'll do fine. I'll have your insulin upgraded," said the doctor. "You can still take analog though."

Oh, good. I'm comfortable using that. That's what he did.

"You'll have to remain here until your blood sugar goes back to normal," said the doctor.

"Okay," I said.

But this is making me very nervous. I should ask Stacey for tips.

"Was that why my blood sugar has gone crazy?" I asked.

"That could be it," said Dad.

"I got a feeling about that," I said. "I didn't think that was the reason. I didn't know that at all. Did I had it all this time without knowing it?"

"Probably, not many people realize since it doesn't happen very often," replied the doctor.

That's going to be fun to handle- NOT. I do know I would have to do the same thing anyway- avoiding sugar and sweets period. At least I know how to do that. That's what I have been doing. The doctor gave me advice to make sure I'd be comfortable with brittle diabetes. I felt better after that.

Janet kept visiting me and I liked that. In fact, all of my friends came by to see me. I stayed there until my blood sugar finally went down at 95 mg/dl nearly three to four days later. Thank goodness. So, I was able to go home. Yay!