Last night I experienced my first "real" low. What makes it real for me? All the tall tale signs and symptoms that I have been dreading for the past 12 days since diagnosis with Type 1 Diabetes. There were a few instances before, where I worried my sugar was low, but when I checked, it was in the range of 130-200 (still don't have it quite under control yet).
I was all geared up and ready to fall asleep, had just checked my sugar and was proud of my number 113, when I decided to get just a bit more reading in. Within 30 minutes, I began to feel clammy, adrenaline, numbness in my arms, rapid heart beats. I checked and my sugar had dropped by 40 in just under half an hour. I was nervous and scared. I had emotionally and mentally prepped myself for this happening (and many more to come), but somehow found myself slouched over, propping my head up with my hand, staring into space. The rational part of my brain was telling me to "get up, go downstairs, get your mom" and the other part of me just sat there. I ate 1/2 of a Lara bar (a raw foods fruit and nut bar) as well as a candy, and did come around within 30 minutes to 117.
The experience was exhausting. That short glimpse of time, and I felt like I had run a marathon. I conked out almost instantly afterward. Now, I have woken up sick (stomach virus) and am worried about experiencing the same thing again, as I figure out how to keep calories in my system.