Some time between last night and early this morning I had one of those low lows, I mean really low. This low was a result of some stress and some Tequila and Brandy. Now that I am thinking about it I may have also did some stacking of doses.
This was the first time I ever needed assistance as an adult from medical personnel. This whole thing bugs the sh*t out of me. I don't remember any thin before needing the assistance of the EMTs.
I remember being in my living room surrounded by several EMTs, my ex and my best friend(who has a key to my place) and I was very confused. I asked what was going on and a guy(one of the EMTs) said "you were 9 but are going up slowly" and they took me to the ER. As we were going down the stairs my ex was filling me in on what I had happened. Learning what had transpired didn't make me feel very good about myself. I got combative and stubborn with my ex so my best friend steped in. When he realized that he was going to need more help, he called 9-1-1 and I was determined to keep him from doing that. I tried to get the phone away from him. I lost. So punched him in the face and ended up breaking his nose. This is really messing with my head. It is really bugging me. I'm really horrified by what happened.
My ex has been very forgiving about the language that I used with her and very understanding. My best friend, well, he's been very understanding and very kind about it as well. He's very familiar with the vagarie of this condition and knows more than your average best friend(he use to be an EMT).
Tell me, has this happened to you? Anyone have any words of wisdom? I am having a bit of a time processing this one. I wasn't in control I know that. But I feel like I have discovered something disturbing about myself. I am not normally violent. This has me kind of worried.
I used to get very combative when I went real low and not know what I did.
One time woke up strapped to a gurney in ER and one of the EMTs had a black eye.
It has changed over time what happens when I get real low. I mainly keep it from happening but I am not combative anymore.
I think your subconscious takes over when you get real low so you can’t be responsible for what happens. It’s like a dream and you know how weird dreams can get.
But you need to make sure you talk to the people that helped you buy them dinner.
Alcohol and Diabetes dangers combo.
That said I drink but eat with it and mainly stick to beer and red wine and don’t bolas for Alcohol.