This story is funny now...but it wasn't so funny when it happened last Tuesday night.
I have been dating a really nice guy that i met on eharmony for just over a month. His name is Brent and he retired at 45-was a nuclear engineer. Very smart, thoughtful, caring guy...I just adore him! He has some medical issues...diabetes and he is an amputee.
He invited me to his beautiful home in Central NJ-he has 160 acre farm...just beautiful property with a huge home that even has an elevator and wine cellar. Ok...Ok...we were watching a movie after getting snuggly (you know what I mean) and I started talking to him and he was not replying. He was sweating profusely, and his eyes were just wide open staring into space, and his breathing was slow. I knew something was wrong, but I wasn't sure exactly what the problem was. I tried waking him up to no avail. I ran through the house trying to wake his father to help me, but was unable to locate him. Finally decided I was wasting too much time looking for his dad, and decided to call 911. Only one problem...I couldn't find a phone! Finally found a phone and called for help. The rescue squad arrives and it was quite a challenege for them to get my 6'10" man into the ambulance. I insisted on going to the hospital in the ambulance and the ride to the hospital was like something out of the Twilight zone. He lives in God's country...there were so many deer on the road, the ambulance is swerving to miss all the deer and I am beside myself! I ask one of the medics who is in the back with Brent, "How is he...is he breathing?" His reply to me..."I'm not gonna lie to you...it doesn't look good!" Oh my God, I have never prayed so much in my life! All I could think of was that my date was going to die and how would I explain this to everyone?
We finally arrive at the hospital and his sugar count is 26 and the emergency personnel bring his sugar count back up to normal range. Of course, upon entering the hospital they ask me all types of questions about his medical history and I don't know the answers! I tell the Doc that I met him on eharmony and this is our 5th date. The Doc says to me..."hmmmmm...you should be more careful about who you are dating!" Yikers! Good point!
I have been reading up on the disease and I sure know what to do if the situation ever occurs again. Brent said he needs to adjust his insulin whenever he is with me, because I just get him too excited! Found out that could have been the problem. Geez! You always read about women killing men from too much excitement, but you just never think it will actually happen to you!
P.S. I have fallen...hard...in love!
I have been dating a really nice guy that i met on eharmony for just over a month. His name is Brent and he retired at 45-was a nuclear engineer. Very smart, thoughtful, caring guy...I just adore him! He has some medical issues...diabetes and he is an amputee.
He invited me to his beautiful home in Central NJ-he has 160 acre farm...just beautiful property with a huge home that even has an elevator and wine cellar. Ok...Ok...we were watching a movie after getting snuggly (you know what I mean) and I started talking to him and he was not replying. He was sweating profusely, and his eyes were just wide open staring into space, and his breathing was slow. I knew something was wrong, but I wasn't sure exactly what the problem was. I tried waking him up to no avail. I ran through the house trying to wake his father to help me, but was unable to locate him. Finally decided I was wasting too much time looking for his dad, and decided to call 911. Only one problem...I couldn't find a phone! Finally found a phone and called for help. The rescue squad arrives and it was quite a challenege for them to get my 6'10" man into the ambulance. I insisted on going to the hospital in the ambulance and the ride to the hospital was like something out of the Twilight zone. He lives in God's country...there were so many deer on the road, the ambulance is swerving to miss all the deer and I am beside myself! I ask one of the medics who is in the back with Brent, "How is he...is he breathing?" His reply to me..."I'm not gonna lie to you...it doesn't look good!" Oh my God, I have never prayed so much in my life! All I could think of was that my date was going to die and how would I explain this to everyone?
We finally arrive at the hospital and his sugar count is 26 and the emergency personnel bring his sugar count back up to normal range. Of course, upon entering the hospital they ask me all types of questions about his medical history and I don't know the answers! I tell the Doc that I met him on eharmony and this is our 5th date. The Doc says to me..."hmmmmm...you should be more careful about who you are dating!" Yikers! Good point!
I have been reading up on the disease and I sure know what to do if the situation ever occurs again. Brent said he needs to adjust his insulin whenever he is with me, because I just get him too excited! Found out that could have been the problem. Geez! You always read about women killing men from too much excitement, but you just never think it will actually happen to you!
P.S. I have fallen...hard...in love!
