Why I Haven't Been Blogging 2: The Rock The Bells Incident.

So I was pretty hungry all day. I mean straight starving. No matter what I ate, I just wanted to keep eating. I am pretty much like that all the time, so it was no different.

Go to the show...have some fries...not enough.

8:00 I go to the bathroom and my knees feel kind of wobbly. Not sure why. I just chalked it up to being in the sun all day and standing up no big whoop. But still hungry.

8:30 Jen busts out the pretzels. I eat some. I actually stuff my face to be more accurate.

9:00 Chillin' with my man Rusty low-down*...he goes to get some drinks. I text him:

"Rusty. Will you get me some fries??????"

9:15 Rusty is back. No fries.

Adrienne: WTF Rusty! Where are my fries???
Rusty: Huh?
Adrienne: Did you get my text about getting my fries?
Rusty: (Looks at his phone) Naw man. Sorry
Adrienne: Damn.

9:45 NaS and Damien come on. I am jumping around having a bang up time.

10:00 I completley run out of gas and sit down. Can't sit up straight. Hold my head between my knees. I may vomit.

10:15 Warren asks if I'm ok. I say no.

10:30 Panic attack kicks in. I start crying for no reason.

Adrienne: Lindsay will you come with me to get food? I feel like I'm going to pass out.

Lindsay: Sure let's go

Adrienne: Please hold my hand because I'm going to drop at any minute

Ryan: (grabs my arm) Hey...what's the matter with you?

Adrienne: I feel like I'm going to pass out.

Ryan: (Blank stare)

10:33 I get to the top of the stairs and "black out"**

???? I wake up being carted off in a wheel chair with a medic choking the shit out of me. He was choking me because I couldn't keep my head up. I kept sliding out of the chair.

??? Medic: Adrienne! Adrienne! Honey? Why do you think you are here?

Adrienne: My Blood Sugar is low.

Medic: okay. Let's take your blood and find out.

Adrienne: (bawling) I just wanted freeeennnncch friiiieeees!

Medic: Well dear, why do you think your sugar is low.

Adrienne: (still bawling...not like tupac) because im preeeee diiiiaaaaabeeeetic

Medic: Um your blood sugar is 380. You are full blown diabetic. You should probably be in a coma right now

???? I go the ER...get a bunch of tests and tubes and pokes and prods.

Verdict? I'm diabetic. Type 2.

I've been dealing with it since this happened. Hence the lack of blog updates.

What does that mean?

It means I have to take a bunch of drugs, work out EVEN MORE, eat weird shit and my life expectancy has just dropped by a few years. Oh and I can't have cupcakes everyday.