This post on Scott Johnson’s blog describes his experience passing out from hypoglycemia and is a sober reminder of the risk we face every day. His description of how he felt just before passing out sounds all too familar:

I felt off as I walked to the bathroom. By the time I got to the front hallway I lost all logic and couldn’t read the signs to figure out which bathroom was which.  Stumbling through the hall and bouncing off of the walls, I pushed through the front door of the restaurant and reached for an outside wall.

I’ve been there more times than I care to count. Fortunately I have not (yet) gone the next step into unconsciousness and hope I never do. Thanks for reminding us, Scott, of the seriousness of this dangerous game called insulin therapy.