Hypo Tales
STUCK!
MY HUMMING BIRD HYPO
HYPO DREAMS
JUST ANOTHER MANIC MONDAY
STUCK!
I share this with you as a brave adventurer who has gone in front of you all
so that you can know the way and feel safe that all the pitfalls in life
ahead of you have been tested and that the way is secure.
As my role as hypo guide to the world, I today donned the suit of Hypo-Boy
and bravely ventured forth into the world.
I do not advise doing the following whilst hypo in the STRONGEST of terms.
1. Attempt to rearrange living room furniture by yourself.
2. In a fit of Hypo-Boy madness, decide your 3-seater lounge chair must
be moved from one room to another - single handedly. (It's doable. Done
it before, but not hypo.)
3. Get the thing halfway out the door, tipped up on its side and ....
At this stage I begin to feel the tingle of Hypo-Boy's presence (my spider
sense isn't finely tuned.) Suddenly realised I was very hypo, sweating and
stuck in the bloody room 'cause the couch was wedged in the doorway, with
my lollies visible on the kitchen bench just metres away if only I could
get the couch out of the way.............
Half an hour later, after trying vainly to shift the couch using brute strength
(was having a girle man hypo where all muscle strength evaporates) I escaped
via the window and then back in the house .... via the doggie door.
Spike
MY HUMMING BIRD HYPO
This happened last week after at my aunt's wedding. It was after we had
ate lunch. Anyways, my sugar was low and everyone was starting to clean
everything up so I was in the kitchen and opened the fridge and got out
some red juice.. I started to drink it and thought it didn't really have
a taste too good so asked my cousin and he told me that it wasn't KoolAid
but was humming bird food ....
Anyways, everyone had a laugh I hope you do to!
Lauren
HYPO DREAMS
Here are some I've had:
- Dreamt my meter reading 2.4 [and waking up, sure enough, sugar in the 2's]
- Dreamt of a big road sign which said "LOW" [then woke up with bad hypo]
- Dreamt I saw a young femme in a wheelchair with "diabetic" written on the chair, and she was near a vending machine asking passers by to buy her a mars bar because she was low, I could see everyone was ignoring her, so I offered to help [then woke up & found I was hypo]
- Also had heaps of dreams about being high, usually involving a desperate search for somewhere to have a leak....! Ahh the joys ......
So, any luck tonight and I'll have another bloody hypo and some weird dream just to prove myself right...... we'd love to hear others' stories
Sean
JUST ANOTHER MANIC MONDAY!
I've only had the big D for 2.5 years and last year had what I consider a bad
hypo (uncontrollable jerking of my limbs, lots of snorting … not a pretty
sight) enough to make me nervous when my sugars drop, especially in public.
So here I am in Target Bourke St at lunchtime, I'm at the checkout and I
feel my sugars dropping. I'm almost through the cash register and I can
see a nice bench waiting just for me. I finally get past the chatty check-out
chick, sit down and start shoving the regulation 7 jellybeans down my throat
while I pull out my tester …………. 3.7 - cool!! Not a major drop, I can cope
with this. So I wait five minutes (I'm feeling a little weak) and re-test
- 3.6!!!!!!
My reaction of 'damn!!' is immediately followed by my heart THUMPING THUMPING
and my head WHOOSHING WHOOSHING. Now I know the thumping and the whooshing
is not the effect of my hypo, it's just pure and unadulterated PANIC.
As I throw more jellybeans down the hatch I figure I have two options: I
can sit quietly and tell myself I am OK - that I will BE OK - and even if
I'm not OK the worst that can happen is I'll pass out (gracefully I hope)
and maybe an ambulance will be called. Or I can phone a friend.
So I phone the friend, hit him with the words "I'm OK but …." and talk to
him until the chatter distracts me and calms me down, and the sugar takes
effect…………
By the time I'm back at work - I feel GREAT- I made it past the panic and
the fear! Yay!
Colleen
