My minge doesn't produce sugar gel.

( Lampito rise with the moon, go to bed with the sun, Mon 12 Jul 2010, 14:26, 3 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

and it never will with that attitude

( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Mon 12 Jul 2010, 14:31, Reply)

I just misread gel as 'yet'
Which is quite disturbing...
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Mon 12 Jul 2010, 14:32, Reply)

Is that Type 1 or Type 2 diabities, where you can't produce enough sugar?
I wonder if any vampire shows have disgusted about the merits of things like diebities.
( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Mon 12 Jul 2010, 14:34, Reply)

I think both are a problem with insulin
which tackles breaking down sugar.

I think it's only plants that actually produce sugar, but I may be wrong.
( Lampito rise with the moon, go to bed with the sun, Mon 12 Jul 2010, 14:35, Reply)

Oh', I don't know much about this sort of thing.
I got a friend who's a GP, it's amazing that someone my age can be a GP ! I might ask her out on a date some time. I need to get myself a sugar-mamma.
( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Mon 12 Jul 2010, 14:38, Reply)

+ry

( Larry Vest One day at a time, sweet Jesus, FFS., Mon 12 Jul 2010, 14:42, Reply)

I don't know enough about diabetes to recognise danger signs
and it's not until someone's collapsed on the floor, drooling and vomitting and not responding that it's time to get a fucking ambulance in the house :/
( Lampito rise with the moon, go to bed with the sun, Mon 12 Jul 2010, 14:42, Reply)

The people on the other end of 999 will tell you what to do, if you're calm there's no reason it should be serious.

(PsychoChomp, Mon 12 Jul 2010, 14:47, Reply)

She was brilliant
also had my GP aunt on the phone too. But I noticed she was sweating and almost nodding off, but I thought she was just tired and in the heat. It was terrifying.
( Lampito rise with the moon, go to bed with the sun, Mon 12 Jul 2010, 14:50, Reply)

I learnt the danger signs quite rapidly
After my diabetic uncle was driving a group of us to a pub in the middle of nowhere* after dark and started to go hypoglycaemic, declining my father's offer to take the wheel and insisting that he'd be fine as he narrowly avoided putting the car into a ditch...

*_{Well, Leicestershire, but the effect is much the same}
(LongJohnBaldry, Mon 12 Jul 2010, 14:49, Reply)

Apparently people have been arrested while having a hypo
for acting very strange. Kitty mentions she almost got punched in the face, I got kicked in the face and chest several times. Apparently being "combative" is a symptom. Sugar's WEIRD.
( Lampito rise with the moon, go to bed with the sun, Mon 12 Jul 2010, 14:52, Reply)

I just really, really, REALLY, wanted some haribo =(

( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Mon 12 Jul 2010, 14:54, Reply)

My ex tried to knife me.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 12 Jul 2010, 16:26, Reply)

I had one in New York
I was totally fucked, no-one cares over there. Wife was clever enough to administer chocolate...
( Duke Of Belmsford has got 99 records, but Jay-Z ain't one, Tue 13 Jul 2010, 0:29, Reply)

You can get sugar by breaking down carbs.
So we kindof make it.
(PsychoChomp, Mon 12 Jul 2010, 14:43, Reply)