I think it would have to be the Sunday I was working at WalMart, my manager had called and asked if I could pull the full day instead of the half day I was booked to cover. I agreed to cover the full day not realizing what would end up happening because of over bookings and everything.
What ended up happening is that I got no Lunch, no breaks and was on my feet and moving from when I opened the studio until I was able to close it around 7pm that evening. What I didn’t know was what my glucose levels where and how much in the danger zone I’d gotten myself into.
I had managed to get myself into the danger zone, that being mmol 2.7 (48.6) which was so NOT safe for me to be around what so ever. It was a shock to the system to say the least that I was that low, but at the same time I was running on auto pilot. Needless to say the coffee and pop I had been sipping at all day long had kept me going to a degree but not at a great level and it did eventually fail to do even that.
Once I got the readings back I called N and my folks telling them that I was going to be late because it wasn’t safe for me to drive being that my levels where rather on the low side of things. N was so NOT pleased to heard what the number was at all and well my folks where not pleased either but understood that I’d be home when it was safer for me to drive. So I grabbed chicken nuggets from McDs with a refill of pop sat down and ate it, waited like 30 minutes after I’d eaten to see where my levels where at and they where still on the low side, but within the normal range for a non-diabetic so it was safe for me to head home.
Got home and thanks to the McDs I wasn’t hungry for dinner, which was understood but my craving for protein was through the roof – so later on N ended up fixing me some chicken to feed that craving.
So that was about the worst time I’ve had with my glucose levels.