Last night sucked.
I'm not exaggerating on this one. I almost died last night. My blood sugar was low enough that I was cold sweating and completely unresponsive to my wife trying to wake me up at 0300. Somehow she was able to kick me hard enough to get me into a stuper and into the kitchen. I don't remember my wife talking to me or stumbling and bouncing off the walls. After nearly an entire bag of grapes, some skittles jelly beans, a half tub of peanut butter and 2 pieces of bread I started to pull out of it. 40 minutes after eating all of that my BG was...