I have a couple! Once when I had DKA, I was in the back of the ambulance on the way to hospital, and was shouting at the paramedic that I was going to "fall off" the bed because I was slipping, at which point he kindly pointed out to me that I was strapped to the bed as I had been thrashing about (had I? Oops!) then when I got into the hospital after what seemed like forever, my Mum, who had been called and had rushed in to the hospital in a panic), told me I was trying to "climb" out the bed, my legs were waving about madly, they had to tie me down again, and apparently I was swearing at the nurses... I have no recollection of any of this (and in front of poor old mother too!) DKA obviously puts the devil in me! When I had been sorted out and had been told what I was like, I wanted to apologise but could not remember who had been looking after me... so embarrassing! The other time was when I was out in town, it was quite late in the evening and I had been at a pub but not drunk, I came out and had obviously not realised I was low, but was. As I was walking through town I was feeling like I was going to pass out and I saw an ambulance. I went up to the window and was sort of leaning on the door to get the paramedic to open the window, he opened it a crack obviously thinking I was drunk. I just remember looking at him and not saying anything! He asked "can I help you" and I thought "can't you see my sugar is low?!"... then brain engaged with mouth and I said I was diabetic, they leapt straight out to help me!