This is my original worst place hypo post that I posted in the wrong place. It's a cold winter's morning and I wake up/ come round clutching and kissing the red hot feed pipe to the bedroom radiator. I ask my wife what happened, she says I've had a hypo and fallen out of bed. I'm curious to know how I came to be where I was, so she says she rapped the duvet around me and pushed the bed up against me so that I wouldn't move whilst she went to get me some weetabix. Laughed for rest of that day, still smile now and still love the wife. Will never forget the pain of a burnt tongue, blistered lips and 4 badly blistered finger's.