Waking Up with Hypoglycemic Psychoses
What I can say for certain is that I checked my blood sugar and my meter read 35.
I got all of my gear and went over to my folks' (different apartment same building) went into my mother's room and said, "My blood sugar's not really 35". I then went and drank some water and sat at the dining room table until my mother handed me a cup of orange juice, which I drank; twenty minutes later I was up to 59.
The stuff I can't say for certain is the stuff that really bugs me. That is, the thoughts going through my head between when I woke up and when I went and got my mother. I absolutely did not realize that 35 was dangerously low; I had no sense of urgency. I was somewhat confused about what was going on; I believed, among other things, that my blood sugar was connected to the ocean basins and that if I put things in pairs, they'd cancel out. So like, if I said that something was, then it wasn't. I believed that telling my mother that my blood sugar wasn't 35 meant that it had never really been 35. How that works, I've forgotten. But anyways, I had a seriously messed up thought process this morning.
On a handfull of other occasions when I've woken up hypo (less than about 50 seems to do it) I've been anywhere from disoriented to psychotic. The worst time, I believed that a sweet roll was a circus tent with naked women inside and that my dropping a crumb was killing the acrobats.
I don't get crazy when I'm low during the day (in fact, I rarely have any symptoms other than occasional dizziness) and so far everytime I've woken up disoriented I've still ended up treating it appropriately. But it kinda worries me. Anybody else in the same boat?
