Hypo Tales

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STUCK!

MY HUMMING BIRD HYPO

HYPO DREAMS

JUST ANOTHER MANIC MONDAY

STUCK!

I share this with you as a brave adventurer who has gone in front of you all so that you can know the way and feel safe that all the pitfalls in life ahead of you have been tested and that the way is secure. As my role as hypo guide to the world, I today donned the suit of Hypo-Boy and bravely ventured forth into the world. I do not advise doing the following whilst hypo in the STRONGEST of terms. 1. Attempt to rearrange living room furniture by yourself. 2. In a fit of Hypo-Boy madness, decide your 3-seater lounge chair must be moved from one room to another - single handedly. (It's doable. Done it before, but not hypo.) 3. Get the thing halfway out the door, tipped up on its side and .... At this stage I begin to feel the tingle of Hypo-Boy's presence (my spider sense isn't finely tuned.) Suddenly realised I was very hypo, sweating and stuck in the bloody room 'cause the couch was wedged in the doorway, with my lollies visible on the kitchen bench just metres away if only I could get the couch out of the way............. Half an hour later, after trying vainly to shift the couch using brute strength (was having a girle man hypo where all muscle strength evaporates) I escaped via the window and then back in the house .... via the doggie door.

Spike

MY HUMMING BIRD HYPO

This happened last week after at my aunt's wedding. It was after we had ate lunch. Anyways, my sugar was low and everyone was starting to clean everything up so I was in the kitchen and opened the fridge and got out some red juice.. I started to drink it and thought it didn't really have a taste too good so asked my cousin and he told me that it wasn't KoolAid but was humming bird food .... Anyways, everyone had a laugh I hope you do to!

Lauren

HYPO DREAMS

Here are some I've had:

• Dreamt my meter reading 2.4 [and waking up, sure enough, sugar in the 2's]
• Dreamt of a big road sign which said "LOW" [then woke up with bad hypo]
• Dreamt I saw a young femme in a wheelchair with "diabetic" written on the chair, and she was near a vending machine asking passers by to buy her a mars bar because she was low, I could see everyone was ignoring her, so I offered to help [then woke up & found I was hypo]
• Also had heaps of dreams about being high, usually involving a desperate search for somewhere to have a leak....! Ahh the joys ......

Sean

JUST ANOTHER MANIC MONDAY!

I've only had the big D for 2.5 years and last year had what I consider a bad hypo (uncontrollable jerking of my limbs, lots of snorting … not a pretty sight) enough to make me nervous when my sugars drop, especially in public. So here I am in Target Bourke St at lunchtime, I'm at the checkout and I feel my sugars dropping. I'm almost through the cash register and I can see a nice bench waiting just for me. I finally get past the chatty check-out chick, sit down and start shoving the regulation 7 jellybeans down my throat while I pull out my tester …………. 3.7 - cool!! Not a major drop, I can cope with this. So I wait five minutes (I'm feeling a little weak) and re-test - 3.6!!!!!!

My reaction of 'damn!!' is immediately followed by my heart THUMPING THUMPING and my head WHOOSHING WHOOSHING. Now I know the thumping and the whooshing is not the effect of my hypo, it's just pure and unadulterated PANIC. As I throw more jellybeans down the hatch I figure I have two options: I can sit quietly and tell myself I am OK - that I will BE OK - and even if I'm not OK the worst that can happen is I'll pass out (gracefully I hope) and maybe an ambulance will be called. Or I can phone a friend. So I phone the friend, hit him with the words "I'm OK but …." and talk to him until the chatter distracts me and calms me down, and the sugar takes effect………… By the time I'm back at work - I feel GREAT- I made it past the panic and the fear! Yay!

Colleen

Comments (3)

The Devil made me do it (aka DEMON POSSESSED!!!)
written by Jenn, April 06, 2011

One summer I was a camp councillor at a church camp for kids. The week was going great!

We went to chapel every night to be together as a camp, sing songs, learn life lessons, etc. After a long day of cameoing, swimming, hiking, and being separated into groups doing a million activities, chapel was where we all got together to quiet down enough for the last activity of the day... bedtime! (Best. Activity. EVER!) The Chapel was located a small distance away from base-camp. We would take buses there. The ride was less then 10 minutes, but walking it would be exhausting due to the hills & valleys, and there were also the bears to be considered.

Now let me also say, I am a Christian, and I do believe in God... and the other guy with the horns! In a literal sense.

Kids are funny creatures. They are simple. Black & White. Good & Bad. If a kid sees two adults talking to each other in hushed tones, they can determine (usually accurately) by analyzing body language and facial expressions whether this conversation is a positive or negative thing.

So in the middle of chapel, my blood sugars crash. My heart is racing, the adrenaline is pumping, but Miss Jenn never appears to be out of control! So I quietly excuse myself to hunt for sugar. First stop - the chapel kitchen... Which has NOTHING! After my hunt turned up no goodies, and I've lost the ability to 'look cool, calm & collected' in front of my kids, I choose to sit on the steps outside the chapel door to collect myself and figure out my next move. Can I wait another 10 minutes until we ride back? Who could I ask to take me back early? How could I get to this person without everyone noticing me staggering around, sweating profusely, ............

I'm down! Blacked out! Not sure how long I was there and then I hear a sweet little voice shriek "SHE'S DEMON POSSESSED"

My kids had somewhat accurately assessed the situation. What they saw was BAD (true), BAD things don't come from God (Theologically complicated due to our limited idea of 'Good', but generally also true), So they made the leap that I was Possessed (Ohhhh... not even a little close!)

After I was back on my feet, it took me a while to calm them down and explain that frothing at the mouth and shaking violently with your eyes rolled back in your head, though very scaring looking, can sometimes just be a seizure! THIS time, the devil did NOT make me do it! lol

Kids are cute. Diabetic Hypos... not so cute!

Ms
written by dianne, May 26, 2011

Hello to everyone. I have read some of your interesting stories tonight and laugh as I am reading them. I have been a Type 1 diabetic for 49 years and I have 2 beautiful daughters. My life has been a little challenging but I feel that life is too short to worry too much and as long as you know that eating the right food most of the time...drinking a little.....doing your blood tests regularly and not ignoring signs that your blood sugars are either too high or too low....you find that life goes along quite smoothly. When reading about the different hypos, I thought I have had many of these. I guess my worst types are in the middle of the night and you (luckily) wake up in a pool of sweat, not knowing where you are and you start moving around, peeling off any clothing you may have on and swearing the most horrible words...until your wonderful Type 3 partner helps you out and you wake up saying 'whats going on'. I have put my partner through a few of these and have since changed my night time insulin which has helped tremendously. There are of course many more stories but perhaps another night. Please feel free to have a laugh about my experience...I know I do but it is usually the next day.

Strike out
written by Dee, August 04, 2011

I can remember a few yrs ago i was at work heading down to the lunch rm for morningtea. On the way down the ramp a girlfriend of mine was coming up and asked me if i was ok. And before i knew it i had blacked out and fallen to the ground. But on the way down i had knocked my friend over like a bowlingping lol. A few mins later after coming to my friend had told me what had happened and we had a good laugh. Lucky for me im really open about my diabeties and everyone who's in my daily life knows what to do when i have a hypo