Adventures with Hypoglycemia

Well as most of you may know, I've been battling a pretty nasty cold/flu. I've also had hypoglycemia since... well grade 11 or 12 (started when I did the 30 hour famine), this causes a little bit of a predicament when it comes to not being able to eat. So you can imagine that the cold/flu combination with hypoglycemia is always rather tricky. For the past 5 days, I havn't been eating that much because every time I smell food it makes me nautious. How i thought I could even work yesterday I don't even know.
I worked from 8:30 to 11:45 then i figured I should go try to eat something because I was feeling SO weak that I couldn't feel my legs. I made it to the food court and managed to get myself some orange juice to boost my sugars (which I found out later that it is probably the worst thing to do). As I sat down I could feel my body start to give way. I gathered my strength and went to get a bagel. As the lady was preping it, I sat down and passed out. The lady who was sitting next to me made a bit of a fuss, wanting to call Security and all this. Eventually I managed to get away and back to the booth. I sat down and maybe I passed out, i can't remember from now until I got home things got really fuzzy... I must have called mum to pick me up and gone home. I think I passed out in the car a few times... really I don't know.
Yesterday sucked! I was seriously thinking of getting my ass to a hospital so they could feed me via IV (and for those of you who know me well enough, you know this is a HUGE decision because I am so deathly afraid of needles... and hospitals = lots of needles). It took me an hour to eat 1/4 of a cracker. Anyways I figured if I couldn't eat by today, I'd send my ass to the hospital.
After a night of anxiety attacks and short spurts of sleep I woke up quite hungry (which was a good sign). I made it upstairs and while putting my cereal together I felt quite nautious. I went to lay down on the couch, then felt like I was going to throw up. Next thing I knew, I was cuddling the toilet with my bowl of cereal... Eventually I managed to eat some cereal and drank 1/4 of a protein shake that mum had made for me (this is over the span for 3 hours though). So I am glad to say, no hospital for me :) I still feel and look like shit but I think the worst is over.
I am not too sure what I am going to do about the two exams that I have tomorrow and all the assignments but right now I can't even go to the washroom without feeling faint. Ah well.
Lesson here... when your body says stop, slow down... listen to it cuz or else it'll force you to take it easy.