A few days ago, I had to use my glucagon. My number was at 31, with a full unit of insulin on board. I am usually ok to give myself glucagon when I need to, but this time was different. I froze, I couldn't bring myself to do it, and I had to have my (amazing) boyfriend give me the injection. Afterwards, all I could do was melt onto the floor and cry, absolutely terrified. I very rarely get scared in my life with diabetes, but I was legitimately afraid, and I don't know why. I've been lower than that, I've given glucagon to myself before, but this was different. We need a cure for this disease – thank you SO much to everyone who supported me and @beyondtype1 in the last six weeks – I am overwhelmed with gratitude and love for you all. ❤️ if you want to read the full account of that night head to the blog section of MaryAlessandra.com or click the link in profile ❤️ #livebeyond #BeyondType1 #RevlonAndBeyond
