Yes, most of what I am talking about is with severe lows… I’m guessing low mid 30s range. My brain becomes more and more useless as I drop below that. I also think you’re right about the passing out part— about getting panicky because of feeling close to passing out. I also have somewhat recently developed bad nausea with these types of crashes, and that might be what that’s about.
So this is another very bad symptom for me but also one I’ve learned an interesting thing about. My tongue and lips do go numb, but it will also go all the way down my throat. And I get an awful taste when it does that. Burnt onions. That’s what I think of. And it is so awful, I can’t put anything in my mouth because it all tastes like that. That particular symptom can last for up to an hour or longer after a crash is done. That symptom is also the most demoralizing of them all. It just really blasts any positive thinking that might be trying to surface. The interesting thing though, is that I learned about the earlier tingling that it seems to be less about how low I’ve gone and more about how prolonged the low has been. Because I track what my sensors are doing, I was able to learn this during a couple of tests where I tracked my numbers through a low. That tingling often was a late hitting symptom of a very shallow low rather than a sign that I am still dropping. In one particular case, my blood sugar never dropped below maybe 64, but it was an extended period below 70… I finally got the tingling just as my blood sugar rose back up past 70, and it lingered for some time.
I have no idea if it could be true for anyone else or if it’ll be true for me ever again, but it has motivated me to give myself a bump when I start getting just below threshold.
This has been my exact thinking lately, and it’s what got me into the whole sensory overload stuff to begin with. All of this stuff coming in is usually nothing more than a little overwhelming or maybe a little tiring, but with low glucose-related impaired mental processing ability, it’s more like an attack.
I’m going to get myself a big helmet, a baton, and some Kevlar and go squat in my local Food Lion grocery store during the next crash. Finally, a solid plan.