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I'm an insulin dependant diabetic. I had a problem with one of the pills I have to take and was taken off it, and my blood sugar elevated a bunch. So I had really cut back on what I ate again trying to get it lower. Yesterday evening I went hunting and had to carry quite a bit of stuff back to where I wanted to set up. On my way out my blood sugar dropped back on me and I began to wonder if I was going to make it out. I got extremely weak and had to sit down and rest a couple of times. And knowing that nobody knew where I was at and I was back in a sort of remote area was something that sort of worried me. Fortunately, I wasn't far from my 4-wheeler and made it back to it.
I wish I could find someone to hunt with, but I don't make friends easily I guess. And then I can't make plans to far in advanse as I don't always know how I am going to feel the next day and may not want to go hunting anyway. But, like one of the other guys said, if I die out hunting, I'll die happy.
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