Every once in awhile my blood sugar drops. My lips go numb, I get tired, my hands get shaky and really cranky (or any combination of those). That's on a good day. Sometimes it drops too fast and I don't recognize the signs until it's too late and I'm really low. When I get really low you can say that I get "drunk". I get disoriented, VERY confused, and on rare occasions I don't know where I am. The biggest problem is that when I get that low, I don't have the capacity to recognize how bad off I am.
Tuesday night I was driving home from piano lessons with a mini van full of kids (my kids) when my blood sugar dropped. Unfortunately it didn't just drop, it plummeted. All I really remember looking back is that I made sure the kids had their seat belts on and that I missed the turn onto Sheridan Lake Road (to get to our neighborhood).
What I don't remember is this...
Apparently I was "driving" around the neighborhood by the school (not close to home) when I rammed a Jeep parked on the side of the road. Wait... it gets better! I then drove away and continued heading for home. So I was in a hit-and-run where I was the runner. We finally get home, the kids are crying, telling Aaron that I crashed the car and I'm looking at the van trying to figure where that huge dent came from. Aaron grabs Alex and they go off to find out who I hit while I sit inside drinking my weight in apple juice. Luckily 1. Alex knew right where we were 2. the people were really understanding and 3. we have great insurance. Our car is now a haven for all things sugar (treats in every nook and cranny).
All kidding aside, we are all fine and I'm just glad that no one was hurt. Minus the Odyssey.
