That's interesting tangerine.
Emily I really remember the feeling of dreading the first hypo and worrying when ds was at school. Once I left my mobile at home for the morning and I felt so anxious.
Actually he's only ever had one bad hypo which was when we were at a festival camping. He had just cycled for around two hours and got off his bike suddenly and lay down. I initially just thought he was tired and said, 'Are you OK?' and he said, 'Are we in Preston Park?' (Our local park.) He was very confused and listless. He had a sugary drink then ten minutes later a flapjack. I remember running over to a stall straight to the front of the queue blurting out that I needed a flapjack very quickly. Everyone was so kind and understanding.
Within about 15 minutes he was absolutely fine. That's the worst he has had.
My ds has very good hypo awareness, though obviously it's better to try to avoid hypos if possible.
All I can say is that the anxiety you are feeling at the moment will soon recede and gets more managable each day as you learn to live with the condition. You will soon realise it's going to be fine.
Yes it's annoying and there's a certain loss of sponteneity, but it's managable and the possible effects can be dramatically reduced by getting into goo dhabits with control.
Certainly my anxiety levels have plummeted and on the whole we're all very settled with it two years down the line. That's not to say I don't have the odd little weep now and again, but it gets easier all the time.
I really feel for people at the begining of the journey, at the foot of the mountain. I remember it so well. Feel free to message me anytime.
Spider. x