The good old days, weren't.

I had a hypostop wristwatch that I would wear when I went to bed that would sound an alarm if I sweated too much from a nocturnal hypo , I think that was about 30 - 40 years ago .

Wow guys, what an incredible humbling thread. Hats off to all of you.
Very grateful to only have been diagnosed 3 years ago, and can recall at the time thinking I was lucky to have been diagnosed so late in life. I decided on diagnosis I would never eat anything labelled diabetic or inject insulin in a toilet, but it’s happened. And has caused consternation in waiters and maitre d’s as I trot off to the loo when the food arrives! I need to eyeball the carbs in the food before I inject! The menu made no mention of a pie crust on the snails.. where did that come from…no I don’t have an issue with the snails, or I wouldn’t have ordered them! It’s your surprise pie crust, that looks too delicious not to eat! since we were in a Paris restaurant on the kind of ‘gourmet’ level I had decided no insulin would be required. Have learnt that gourmet type food is often very lacking in the carbs department, have had to ask for slices of bread before now and woe betide any wait staff who try to remove my side plate and bread any time before the final dessert dish has been served!
Beware the new screening rules at some UK airports. No more liquids in plastic bags…instead empty all your pockets…and hold the contents in your hands! I just told you I have a CGM on my arm , in case you wonder what it is on the body scanner…and that guy over there has my two spare CGM’s, that he seems to understand shouldn't be going through the luggage scanner.
So how many sugar packets and clean and dirty tissues and wodges of toilet paper do you expect me to hold in my tiny hands? You are dealing with a little white haired granny, with T1D, recovering from a bad cold, who was fed something dodgy the night before.. OK Pat me down, don’t mind if I do! Anyone remember Crackerjack? Contestants had to hold a variety of objects without dropping anything?
Then when she had finally done I recalled my CGMs were languishing in security, panicked as couldn’t see them anywhere. On the plus side my ‘granny bag’ had not fallen foul of any contents rules, had remembered to consume the emergency juice. The guy insisted on my opening the Libre 3 boxes and swabbing the canisters. And I had remembered to write my name on them this time.
Might just have been my last foray ever through an airport!

Jaylee said:

I seem the remember the Pils slogan as “all the sugar brewed to alcohol?”
In the advertising..

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The Federation Brewery up here in the north east used to do something called LCL or low carbohydrate larger. We used to call it low cost lunacy.

All of the above bring back so many memories (most of them dreadful). I was diagnosed in 1961 at the age of 3. I got my first blood test machine and finger pricker in 1983 when i was pregnant, and i thought it was a miracle. I got my Libre 2 a couple of years ago, which really is a miracle. I only wish my wonderful parents could have seen this. They would have thought it was some sort of magic trick.

Well that got me thinking - Diagnosed in 1991, started on Actrapid in a 1.5ml BD Insulin pen (with 12.7mm pen needles that cost £10 a box as they weren't on NHS prescription) and Ultratard 10ml vial with 12.7mm disposable syringes. Also had an Ames Glucometer for the blood testing strips and used lancets (without any auto device)......boy did they hurt!
All seems so medieval now when looking at the tech available today.