So we went to the Emergency Room Saturday evening thinking Alex was having a heart attack, and were relieved to discover it was not a heart attack. It was stress/anxiety and extremely high blood sugar.
Years ago I lived in a house with several other womyn, one of whom was diabetic and referred to sugar as "The Great White Death." Alex's blood sugar was up to 270 on Saturday, approaching diabetic shock #'s, but he's managed to get his numbers sub-200 since then. He's now on Metformin, which will help his body use the insulin he's already producing, and with dietary changes, he'll be able to avoid The Great White Death easily.
Thanks to the good doctors and nurses who helped us through this latest little wrinkle.
My boy is tough. It's going to take more than sugar cubes to bring him down.