@arush the only time scairier than that was when one moring when I was in either eighth or ninth grade I skipped breakfast as I ran out of time getting ready for school, and the bus showing up. in the morning that year, we had jim class, and sometimes swimming. I got so bad in the swimming pool that day that ms toll, and mr. peterfish had to pull me out of the pool, and take me to the infermery, where I found out my blood sugar was 23. I got one hell of a chewing out from my adoptive mom telling me that I wasn’t aloud to skip breakfast anymore.