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Sunday 8 September, 2002

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Hypoman

I awoke to the weirdest dream I can remember: I was trying to give my son an injection, and he wasn't happy about it. He kept trying to run away, berating me loudly while he did so. I can remember doing similar things to my Dad when he tried to inject me, and this feeling also permeated the dream. "Why are you doing this, Dad? Why did you have me?"

I remember answering both questions, over and over, and feeling guilty as hell and crying - and then I woke up, sweat dripping from my body, and my bed sodden. I did a blood test, and found that I was low (and still am as I write now).

I really, really hope that my parents don't still have dreams like this.

We had a party last night, which was a lot of fun. Having staggered home, somewhat tipsy, and collapsed, giggling, I woke up once during the night, sleeping in my clothes on the spare bed. I remembered then that I hadn't done my last injection for the day, and had an injection. I was thirsty (a typical sign of high BSL), so I had a big drink of water, too. Then I undressed and went to my real bed. Strange way to end a night, most people would think - unless you also were single and still living alone!...smiley - winkeye


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