[CycloneKitty]

Im 36. T1 since 11 ... and still get the shakes - always have ... at least it helps to say ... hey Kitty go treat yourself cause your low.

[Gangrel]

I've never been that bad either, and I've been as low as 2.1 or something like that. I may have even been in the 1s, but I can't remember.

The only time i've ever been almost out of it was a hotel room in Amsterdam where I got out of bed, stood up, and it took me a few mintues to realize where i was...... tho I chalk that up to being in a strange place more then anything.

[poodlebone]

I've had the same thing happen to me a bunch of times. The first time it happened was terrifying. I woke up freezing and unable to control my body/movements. I remember screaming, both from fear and from the cold. I've been told that many people get cold when they've dropped very low and then their BG begins to rise again. I had boxes of juice on the table by my bed and when I was able to think about them, I found that I couldn't get them since my arms would fly in all directions if I attempted to move them. I was able to finally grab hold of one and gnawed a hole in one corner but most of the juice went everywhere except my mouth. I'm not sure how long I lay in bed but I finally tried to get up, and fell on the floor (seriously banging my arm up on the way down). Laying on a wood floor was even worse than being in bed. I also landed in front of the door, which open into the room, so I couldn't get out. After what seemed like an eternity I was able to wiggle around and pry the door open, and I crawled into the living room. A blanket had come off the bed with me when I fell and I was able to get that over me a bit on the living room floor. Eventually I found that I could control my arms, and I crawled to the couch for awhile. When I finally got up and went to the kitchen, my BG was in the 50's, so I can only imagine just how low it had gone.

You're lucky that you were able to make it to your neighbors. I was screaming at the top of my lungs (just screams, not any real words) and if I had been getting murdered, my neighbors would just ignore it.

All of my seizures like that happened while I was taking NPH. I lost my hypo awareness maybe 6-7 years ago. Before, I would have woken up before my BG ever got that low.

[Cyborg]

I usually recover from even severe lows within a couple hours. Hopefully you will keep some glucose tabs next to your bed in the future. You may also want to check your evening basals.

[spring]

I had that happen three times in the past.

The first time was rather frightening. I didn't seizure and I could walk okay but my brain was quite messed up. I was only able to formulate (a rather articulate phrase all considered) "I can't think properly". I tried to test my finger but couldn't work out how. It was difficult to coordinate and my brain couldn't put steps together. I woke my parents (I think I was about 15 at the time) and declared my inability to think. When my mother tested me, I was 4.9mmol/l. A perfectly fine number! I nibbled on breakfast but still couldn't think right or read or speak more than odd words. It took about 45 minutes for me to get past babbling and into mostly coherent sentences... at which point I started puking.

When we finally got to the hospital maybe an hour and a half to two hours after I woke in that state, the Dr. there smiled and said that I must have dropped in the night, but judging from my morning number and puking state, my liver had saved me and brought me up. (Converting stored glycogen into glucose - go liver) That was likely the case for you as well - hence why you weren't horrifically low when they tested you. For the rest of the day I had a bad headache and was a bit queasy but three hours after I was fully functioning brain-wise.

The second time it happened I immediately recognized what it was. I was more mute that time and couldn't get a straw into a juice box but I had a ziplock bag of life savers next to my bed that I managed to pry open and devour. Woke the parents up again but didn't go to the hospital as my bloodsugar was fine and eventually I was back to normal (though again, puking and with a headache from the liver's glucagon kick) The third time was much the same.

It is scary and for several years I let myself run higher than is proper before bed/would have excessively large evening snacks for fear of it happening.