'What about this one?'

Is it just me or do most lows seem to happen at the most inconvenient times? I seem to go ages with out having one and then BAMM an inopportune moment arises and down goes my blood sugar. We run a pretty tight schedule in the mornings so going low at 7am when I'm supposed to be at work by 8am just isn't cool!

The low this morning happened after doing nothing out of the ordinary and I felt it after I'd had breakfast, so those factors were doing my head in on top of the usual lack of brain function I seem to have during one of these episodes. Suddenly the simplest things evaded me, such as the need to sit down for a couple minutes to recover, or the location of my work trousers, as despite the low, I still needed to get to work!


After what seemed like the worlds longest and most frustrating search (probably only five minutes), I leaned against the wardrobe, puffing from running up and down the stairs (still low), and looked at my boyfriend in desperation. He's so kind, he was running late himself and there's this dithering girl pottering around in a half haze getting the usual routine out of wack, and he just went with it. I'd totally exhausted myself but you know us girls, we get set on what we're going to wear and combined with the effects of the low, there's no way I could choose another outfit before... well before the day was totally over probably. So we stood there, in front of the bursting wardrobe, me staring blankly (still low), him with a face of determination (that I suspect was really hiding his fear of the fabric mass before him)

Taking a deep breath as he dives in, 'No wonder you can't find anything, you've got so many clothes'....

'What this?' he says swinging a black folded pant
'No, those ones are too short, they're cropped pants. Not it'
'This'
'No, no those ones are...they're too big'
'This? Oh no, that's a skirt'
'What about this one?'
'Oh my god, yes! Thank you! Soooo happy, thank you' (I'd been past that same spot about three times by the way)
We both took a big sigh...clearly for different reasons. Mine, in relief that I didn't have to source a different outfit...his, well, his was probably just sheer relief it was over.

'Sometimes it's just plain ol' tough being a diabetic' I explained. And all we could do was laugh.