I wake up in a daze.
What time is it, I think?
My vision is so cloudy, my mind is a blank.
I feel my heart beating slow, my breathe sallow and deep.
I need to move my legs, but instead they shake.
I try to speak, no voice to be heard.
Inside my mind, I'm fighting to stay awake.
As I manage to stumble in the dark,
My life flashes before me.
Starting to sweat, Where am I?
My heart is beating slower, it sounds so loud.
Can anyone hear me, I think I say.
I can see the kitchen , smokey,cloudy and gray.
Grab my meter, Oh God please help me.
My hands so shaky, I feel I'm letting go.
Sugar, Sugar, all I can think.
My family, my kids, my life I want to keep.
With all my energy I have left,
I grab a soda, I need to drink.
I'm slipping, I need more, but it was already gone.
I grab another, still feeling as if I'm passing on.
I manage to grab some peanut butter crackers
Oh Thank God, some candy I hid
My breathe becomes more normal, my head is clearing up.
I'm not so shaky
I recheck myself, it's coming up
I sit there and think, recalculating my events.
What did I do wrong?
I ate all my carbs..
I realize, I didn't do Anything wrong..
My Diabetes is to blame.
This is just an example of how a "low" blood sugar feels in my own personal life.Hope this explains.. Jill Kershaw
Experiences with a Low
Thursday, September 17, 2009, 11:01 PM EST
[My life as A Diabetic]
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Thanks.I posted this yesterday on my facebook and got alot of responses. I wanted to describe and expose what we go through, or what I experience.They were very positive and some people just didn't know. I'm glad I put this up on there and here. That's exactly what I wanted to do is to bring awareness to people who might otherwise just not know about the disease and have them experience what I experience..Also to help others understand their feelings. Thanks for the support. Take care of yourself JILL |








Yea, I know what you mean, I have the worst guilt in the world after I hit a real bad low.
RobertThe older I get, and on the pump, my real bad lows feel like I am dying and fighting to stay alive.
Like the mind says “well that was a traumatic experience, but not enough pain was felt so let’s give this guy as much depression and guilt as I can make him feel.”
Very descriptive Jill, I think you’re going to find a lot of people feel the same way but have trouble putting it to words.
Your helping others understand they are not the only one that feel this way.
Thanks.
I wish you well
Robert
02:42 AM EST