Well, the thing that I hoped would never happen, did!!!
I thought I’d be okay walking to get my daughters from school since it is only 1 mile there and 1 mile back. I ate a peanut butter and bread sandwich before I walked out the door (just to be safe). Apparently that wasn’t enough and the heat was too much for me.
I was fine at the first. I went to my littlest school to pick up (my pre-Ker), but half way to the other school to pick up my other daughter I felt it. I new right then that I was not going to make it home (and to top it off, I left my glucose tablets at home). As I walked into the 1-2 grade school all that could spit out of my mouth was candy (to the lady at the desk)?!?..the lady asked what and then what for. All I could say at that point was, “diabetes”. Instantly, the lady called the school nerse, sat me down and watched me. As they ran around like chickens with their heads cut off I just couldn’t help but say “thank you, I’m sorry” a few times over. I was so embarrassed. I felt so terrible that people (other than my family) were having to take care of me, and much worse, in the school, in front of my girls. Now, they already know the drill and what happens to mommy, but it was a bit scary for it to happen at their school.
Anyways, they did take care of me. I sat for about 20 minutes with a coke in hand (wich I never drink), a box of gummies (which my girls were sharing without my knowledge) and a hershy’s kiss. after that 20 minute time frame I was just a bit shaky; my sweats were calming and I was able to speak more than a few words. They checked my glucose with the meter they had there and it had bounced up to 75 and I was able to walk home (although they really didn’t want me to leave yet). I guess that’s what I get for not having enough sense to take my tablets with me…and I even told myself to grab them before I left the house.