This has to be one of the worst feelings in the world.
I'm sure many of us with diabetes have been here before: your entire body is immediately sluggish, your mind foggy, maybe your eyes blur. The tongue is stuck to the roof of the mouth, and no amount of water seems to help.
You test your BG, and it's high. Maybe a little high, maybe really, really high. Maybe it's "oh shit the meter isn't even going to clock this as a number so now I just need to guess and take some insulin" high.
Times like this, I wonder if our blood really does resemble syrup, sludging slowly through our veins. I wonder if I'd be more appetizing to a vampire as a dessert than a main course.
Even when I feel like I'm a slow-moving human tar pit, heavy with exhaustion, I can still smile about things.
Like whether the vampire would want any toppings for his dessert. I am not partial to people with sprinkles, but whipped cream, on the other hand...