I will start by saying that all was well at work today. It was a lot like yesterday, down to around 70 before lunch but other than that nothing too crazy. As I prepared my dinner around 5:30 I tested and was 81, I took my Symlin and went on preparing my dinner. I have class on Tuesday nights so dinner consisted of a Healthy Choice dinner made by the microwave. I consumed my dinner then took two units of Humalog. I headed off to class and as I arrived at 6:20 I was feeling a bit off. I decided to take a swig of soda and chomp on a couple of glucose tabs. I’d raise my blood sugar a little bit until the food kicked in. As class began at 6:30 I thought I felt ok but my pump read 61, I ate a few more glucose tabs. They did not work, at 6:40 my pump read 52 and I was very confused. I knew that I was in class but I didn’t know much more than that. I could see that the professor was talking but his words weren’t being processed. I quickly grabbed my notebook and headed up to the professor. I informed him that my blood sugar was low and that I needed to head to my car for my soda and granola bar. I handed in my paper and off to the car I went. As I began to walk down the hallway everything was becoming soft. When you’re driving your car and can see the heat rising off the road that’s what the walls and hallway looked like to me. When I blinked to try and fix it I somehow was further down the hallway and closer to the exit. I’m not sure if I blinked longer than usual or what was going on but every time I did blink I was five to ten feet further. I arrived to my car threw four glucose tabs in my mouth and turned on the radio. I munched on the tabs and listened to WFAN a sports talk station out of New York City. They had just returned from a commercial and were playing clips from Peyton Mannings press conference. What I heard was a little bit of Peyton talking and then “god, you need to eat” I started to freak out. Why is the radio talking to me!!! I drank some soda, it did not help. I was sitting there looking at the clock somehow it had gone from 6:43 to 6:47. The radio continued to talk to me, eat more you’re not going to make it, eat!!! At that moment I feared that I was dying, I took another swig of soda and ate three more glucose tabs. I shut off the radio and sat there hoping everything kicked in. I thought this is how it’s gonna end. In a school parking lot, I’m never going to see my family again, my wife would be alone, I didn’t want to die like this. Then all of a sudden I was “better” I came back. I knew what was going on, I was laughing to the radio, and felt like I experiencing a normal low. I quickly finished my soda and texted my wife to see where she was. After agreeing to meet her at a local restaurant with her mother I tested my blood sugar and was 61. I thought how is this possible, I felt near death and now I’m 61?? I arrived at the restaurant and quickly got another soda and ate again. I’m now at 240 and feeling “normal”
Yes I did a lot wrong when I was low. I should have had someone with me, but that isn’t a thought when you’re low. Your thinking get sugar, make this better. Secondly, I should have had more with me in class. I always make sure I have something with me; if I get around 70 usually what I have with me will work and get my blood sugar back. I don’t know what else to say, tonight sucked and I hope it never happens again.