Lost And Found

Don't think I have miss and appointment because of a hypo, have been in meetings and been hypo, that can be interesting.

As for bad hypo's yeah a tale to tell.

I work as a Software Tester, its and involved job and has a fair degree technical knowledge to with it, (as a side note I hate all software and I hate PC's), people skills and of course dead lines to hit which is all part and parcel of software development.

Having said all that I really do love my job.

There was a time when I would defend testing to the last line, things would really annoy me, if some one criticised with out being constructive then there would be a fight.

Then one night I had a dream and woke up in the morning feeling like I had been hit by a train, said to MrsKnikki,

"Wow I hd a really strange dream last night and dreamt that a couple of blokes in boiler suits were at the end of the bed, wanting to know about the heating"

The reply was "They were paramedics, you had a really bad hypo last night and was scared out my mind so ended up calling them"

Well that was shock to say the least as I did not remember any of it and from the following conversation it was BAD.

The upshot of all this?

I chilled out, I mean I really chilled out, decide that work was just not worth the hassle or getting wound up about, life was more important and while the job paid the bills, if you don't like it jack it in and get another one.

In fact it was such a change that few weeks later the Dev manger asked if I was OK, now noticing that things just did not phase me and more and simply did not get wound up by anything.

Still like that now and while not "seen the light" like @kitedoc things in life are certainly more chilled and better

During my hypo hell period, my dreams were spectacular in there clarity and Technicolor, also for the constant sleep deprivation because of the times in which the dream woke me up, in pain or somewhere else on the floor, other than the bed.
I have been found in a shop, not knowing what I was doing there or for the reasons I was actually in the shop, I don't remember much from that day at all.
I don't remember books, tv, films or events I have attended, birthdays for my nearest and dearest are just not there.
I'm a big football fan, I don't remember much from about five-years prior to diagnosis, even though I know I was definitely there.
Prior to my hypo hell period, I do remember most of my time, that is normal for an old geezer like myself, I remember retiring and holidays and important dates, my fiftieth, but not much of my sixtieth!

I do know that your mind compensates for the lack of glucose or too much insulin in my case, but sometimes it plays tricks to get you to eat rubbish it craves for, due to which imbalance is in your bloodstream going to feed your brain.
That is why we get the illogical symptoms, such as hunger, craving on a full stomach and obesity. More wants more.

Having hypers and then hypos became the norm for me, for many years before diagnosis. I did not have a clue, nor my health care practitioners.
This could have been fatal if I hadn't gone to my surgery because of a mistake on my prescription, the thought that my life hinged on basic foodstuff that was supposed to be healthy, potatoes were killing me slowly, bread was a nail in my coffin, rice was turning my liver into mush, porridge the super food, was causing heart disease, vegetable oils were turning my blood into engine oil. They were poisonous, and no one thought that could be possible!

It is!

I am weird, but if many others who suffer from the imbalances in the endocrine system took this warning about, how avoiding so called healthy foods, would be the cause of your condition, and avoiding them, would be healthy for you!

I just can't believe that food can kill you!