Tag: hypoglycemic symptoms

(I wrote this entry in my journal during a crash, I wanted to try and explain how it feels.)

There is a quiet, shaky voice in my head, an alarm and the glucometer says 2.8mmol. Then that lonely distance with the shaking and sweating. Faraway. Brain screams for sugar and erases logic. Can’t think to turn the stove down. Change into my boots to go get sugar out of the car before remembering honey in the cupboard. Walk around the kitchen in boots with spoon of honey, no direction, before I make myself sit.
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Now an hour later, my BG is over 8 but I am worn out and still a little brain-foggy.
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Making my life better for me is the most important thing right now.
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Gave my notice at one job today. Relief? Holy fuck. I quit my job today.

This is what crashes feel like for me…

I’ve started to notice the subtle shaky feeling. It’s an internal shakiness and at the same time I can’t concentrate or write properly or think clearly. (Like right now, typing is very difficult, making my fingers hit the right letters is complicated).

Then the blood glucose check. Today’s was 3.8mmol. Then I panic a bit, and that doesn’t help. And usually I feel a little drunk – chatty and clumsy and kinda stupid so setting up the glucometer can be hard.

So, in goes the sugar at that point. 4 or 5 lifesavers, 3 or 4 dex tabs, or honey or sugar or whatever you have. Then recheck and if it’s going up have a protein snack. (Although today I had my sugar and immediately followed it with toast and peanut butter.) Now it is back up to 5.6mmol. I’m still shaky and getting a bit of a headache. Will have a bit more protein- cheese or pb or something. The crash is tiring, I mean, I can still function after but my body needs to recharge.

That knife edge of 5-8mmol is a tricky place to stand. I haven’t woken up with a crash, or had one in the middle of the night- the idea of that scares me enough so that I always check before bed and make sure it’s above 8mmol.

Still have the wobbly, shaky/buzzing feeling half an hour later.

Now I get to pull myself together and make supper…