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Diabeticliberty
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A daft question which today was answered for me with a smack across the chops with cold hard reality.
My own sometimes personally annoying ability to do some really daft, thick stupid stuff never ever ceases to astound me. This afternoon's curious events however have raised the bar somewhat. I am out all day tomorrow teaching and demonstrating and when indulging in these days I have to sometimes force myself to eat. This would of course not happen did I not have a supply of food and drink. With this in mind I took myself off to my local Tesco really really big store. Before getting out of my car I ran a test with a device that in light of recent discussions shall remain anonymous. It did however come up with????? Yes you guessed it correctly - low glucose event. I did actually feel hypoglycaemic. I did actually have a bottle of orange Lucozade in my door pocket. For some obscure reason which I cannot explain to myself let alone any of you I decided that I would like to be 'Johnny Hardpants' and leave the Lucozade in the car. It's only a hypo , so bloody what? Walking around Tesco I start to encounter some degree of confusion and a large degree of disorientation. After 30 odd years of these I now find that if I am able to remain relatively calm than I am able to remain relatively coherent for longer than I used to be able to do. I actually did not remain calm and events started to overtake me. I pushed a trolley full of light bulbs, pork chops and toilet brushes to my car which really was a real ordeal. By now I was pretty scattered and dumped the stuff in the car park before dropping the Lucozade which when I tore the lid off fizzed up in my face delightfully. I sat there for 40 minutes recovering and now have one of those wonderful cold core feelings and the mother of all headaches.
I really, really should and do know better. So why oh why oh why did I choose to do this?
COS I REALLY AIN'T GOT THE IQ OF A STICK OF CELERY
My own sometimes personally annoying ability to do some really daft, thick stupid stuff never ever ceases to astound me. This afternoon's curious events however have raised the bar somewhat. I am out all day tomorrow teaching and demonstrating and when indulging in these days I have to sometimes force myself to eat. This would of course not happen did I not have a supply of food and drink. With this in mind I took myself off to my local Tesco really really big store. Before getting out of my car I ran a test with a device that in light of recent discussions shall remain anonymous. It did however come up with????? Yes you guessed it correctly - low glucose event. I did actually feel hypoglycaemic. I did actually have a bottle of orange Lucozade in my door pocket. For some obscure reason which I cannot explain to myself let alone any of you I decided that I would like to be 'Johnny Hardpants' and leave the Lucozade in the car. It's only a hypo , so bloody what? Walking around Tesco I start to encounter some degree of confusion and a large degree of disorientation. After 30 odd years of these I now find that if I am able to remain relatively calm than I am able to remain relatively coherent for longer than I used to be able to do. I actually did not remain calm and events started to overtake me. I pushed a trolley full of light bulbs, pork chops and toilet brushes to my car which really was a real ordeal. By now I was pretty scattered and dumped the stuff in the car park before dropping the Lucozade which when I tore the lid off fizzed up in my face delightfully. I sat there for 40 minutes recovering and now have one of those wonderful cold core feelings and the mother of all headaches.
I really, really should and do know better. So why oh why oh why did I choose to do this?
COS I REALLY AIN'T GOT THE IQ OF A STICK OF CELERY