Comments on: Inappropriate hypos. http://beingdiabetic.co.nz/2009-06-24/inappropriate-hypos/ NZ type 1 diabetic Nic on everyday life with diabetes. Fri, 21 Oct 2011 05:17:09 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.2 hourly 1 By: Sara-M http://beingdiabetic.co.nz/2009-06-24/inappropriate-hypos/comment-page-1/#comment-761 Sara-M Tue, 23 Jun 2009 23:49:07 +0000 http://www.beingdiabetic.co.nz/?p=288#comment-761 This wasn't inappropriate just recent and funny at the time.....typical midnight hypo behaviour. Night before last I am staying with my sister this week (flatmate is away, they have burgled a few to many times recently.....I’m and unpaid bodyguard) Due to too much talking and not enough concentrating, gave myself a little tooooo much Humalog N before bed, realised as it was going in, thought, oh well I will be having a midnight snack tonight (I didn't want to eat more then as I was quite high already, it was one of those messy days) Woke up at 2am, in a panic leaped out of bed sweating like a pig, reached for the light switch, and banged into a wall that is not usually in my room, screamed as I was staring straight into the eyes of someone.....me in a mirror, that wasn't in my room though I had been thinking of buying one....WHAT, Came to my senses realised I had prepared myself for this before going to bed, shook some sense into myself, remembered what house I was in, and proceeded to find some honey, followed by a delicious white bun with yummy yummy Camembert. I was still really hot and dripping sweat, so turned off heater in my room.....I woke up FREEEEEEEEEZING COLD. This wasn’t inappropriate just recent and funny at the time…..typical midnight hypo behaviour.

Night before last

I am staying with my sister this week (flatmate is away, they have burgled a few to many times recently…..I’m and unpaid bodyguard)
Due to too much talking and not enough concentrating, gave myself a little tooooo much Humalog N before bed, realised as it was going in, thought, oh well I will be having a midnight snack tonight (I didn’t want to eat more then as I was quite high already, it was one of those messy days)
Woke up at 2am, in a panic leaped out of bed sweating like a pig, reached for the light switch, and banged into a wall that is not usually in my room, screamed as I was staring straight into the eyes of someone…..me in a mirror, that wasn’t in my room though I had been thinking of buying one….WHAT,
Came to my senses realised I had prepared myself for this before going to bed, shook some sense into myself, remembered what house I was in, and proceeded to find some honey, followed by a delicious white bun with yummy yummy Camembert.
I was still really hot and dripping sweat, so turned off heater in my room…..I woke up FREEEEEEEEEZING COLD.

]]> By: Chris http://beingdiabetic.co.nz/2009-06-24/inappropriate-hypos/comment-page-1/#comment-760 Chris Tue, 23 Jun 2009 22:35:47 +0000 http://www.beingdiabetic.co.nz/?p=288#comment-760 17 years ago, Jan and I went for a holiday in Noosa, Queensland, and on the evening of the last day, we went to a restaurant. I was on MDI then and certainly did not have the experience that I now have. We ordered our meals (thinking it would take at the most half an hour for them to arrive). I had my injection (Actrapid) after ordering. We then discussed our holiday and the wonderful time that we were having. Meals duly arrived and I thought that I was feeling a bit strange, so I started eating the carb food on my plate (last I remembered). Apparently Jan then asked if I was alright - answer "of course, I'm bloody alright!" She asked again with the same answer! Then she ripped open the paper bags of sugar on the table and tried putting them in my mouth. She maintains that I just about bit her fingers off. I became conscious when I was lying on the floor and Jan and the waitress were hovering over me. (Ambulance was already on it's way.) Chef was running around wondering what he had put in my food! I then had a large glass of pure orange juice - wonderful. Climbed up off the floor and started getting stuck into my meal again. Ambos arrived and would not let me fininsh and carted my off to see duty doctor. Old bloke who had no idea of how to use BG meters! Then got a taxi back to our accommodation. From the time I became conscious to after having a shower, sweat was just pouring off me. I was feeling absolutely washed out for most of the next day as well! The flaming restaurant made Jan pay for our meals too! From that episode onwards I never had my injection until I saw the food arrive in front of me. Travel insurance is a wonderful thing. 17 years ago, Jan and I went for a holiday in Noosa, Queensland, and on the evening of the last day, we went to a restaurant. I was on MDI then and certainly did not have the experience that I now have. We ordered our meals (thinking it would take at the most half an hour for them to arrive). I had my injection (Actrapid) after ordering. We then discussed our holiday and the wonderful time that we were having. Meals duly arrived and I thought that I was feeling a bit strange, so I started eating the carb food on my plate (last I remembered). Apparently Jan then asked if I was alright – answer “of course, I’m bloody alright!” She asked again with the same answer! Then she ripped open the paper bags of sugar on the table and tried putting them in my mouth. She maintains that I just about bit her fingers off. I became conscious when I was lying on the floor and Jan and the waitress were hovering over me. (Ambulance was already on it’s way.) Chef was running around wondering what he had put in my food! I then had a large glass of pure orange juice – wonderful. Climbed up off the floor and started getting stuck into my meal again. Ambos arrived and would not let me fininsh and carted my off to see duty doctor. Old bloke who had no idea of how to use BG meters! Then got a taxi back to our accommodation. From the time I became conscious to after having a shower, sweat was just pouring off me. I was feeling absolutely washed out for most of the next day as well! The flaming restaurant made Jan pay for our meals too! From that episode onwards I never had my injection until I saw the food arrive in front of me. Travel insurance is a wonderful thing.

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