Tough times

So recently the old diabetes control has been pretty well... appalling.

This is something that has got me down because it has basically put a downer on a couple of important days in my life recently.
Firstly there was my birthday (and Olympic-torch-past-the-end-of-my-road-day) which was not brill as I woke up with a horrible low (you know one of those which is really difficult to bounce back from) this meant that I ended up embarrassingly stood at the end of my road waiting for the Olympic torch to be run past in floods of tears and clinging to my mother like a child in front of loads of people. It also meant that I can't really remember a lot of it other than those few things.

How I felt

The second day was Friday, my last day of school EVER!... in itself that is pretty scary but when you add waking up low on a hot day to the mix means that again bad day :/ So I slid myself out of bed and got myself downstairs with my apple juice, slowly got ready into my rock 'n' roll dress up and somehow got  myself to school with my friends. Everything was going well with all the celebrations until I got to the assembly in the boiling hot theatre, this meant my BG dropped fast, I treated but I ended being really confused and horribly shaky, I ended up stood outside in the heat asking my friends to help me get home, (I live literally 2 mins walk from school so can easily get home normally) they didn't do anything, I had to ring my parents and get the to pick me up even though they were both nearly 20 minutes away by car. Anyway my dad picked me up and I spent the rest of the afternoon (after lunch) sleeping and missing the rest of the celebration without a text or word from any of my friends to see if I was OK.
This experience has really scared me, what would have happened if I had collapsed? Would they just have stood there doing nothing? I don't know but I do know now I'm going to have to be EXTRA vigilant when I go out and are around them to make sure it doesn't happen again.