Had one of those moments at work today where you know you're going low, but you're stuck in a conversation and can't do anything about it. Well, I guess I could have just walked away muttering, "medical emergency", but up in Minnesota we aren't good at doing anything that we perceive as rude, so I just kept standing there pretending to listen. I was wearing my DexCom and made an agreement with myself that if the "under 55" alarm sounded I'd cut and run. Thankfully, that never happened.
By the time I wobbled back to my desk I clocked in at 62, but it was an "I feel way lower than 62". A quick snack and 15 minutes later I was back to a normal blood sugar.
I think this is a small example of why so many friends, family and coworkers have the perception that living with diabetes is easy. Diabetics keep so many things to themselves because I (we) feel it's easier/less embarrassing/less rude. The result, however, is that those around us never really understand the constant inner dialogue that is "diabetes management".