I was almost out of gas on my way to work this morning so I stopped at the Love's over by my house. I remember walking in, paying for the gas, going to the bathroom, and walking out. The next thing I know I have several Oklahoma State Troopers around me. One is checking my BG with his meter (29!!!), one is fixing a dose of glucagon (turns out to be the troopers as well) and saying something about the glucose gel not working, and one is sitting me up applying pressure to my badly cut forehead. I am now at home with 2 stitches in my forehead, one heck of a headache and thankful for a windshield decal and a medicalert bracelet and those state troopers being in the right place at the right time. Also I am VERY VERY thankful for the 4 guys who noticed I had fallen and was not getting up nor moving and pointed me out to the state troopers.