911 TO THE RESCUE! (LONG STORY)

so about 1:30 this morning Jeff wakes me and tells me he is low. He says he is going to go downstairs to get something to eat. Well the last few weeks he has been getting low at night and catching it. (i figure it's from walking at night and then not eating before going to bed) So anyways i thought okay he has caught it, he will come back to bed in a minute. So i started to go back to sleep and my instincts tell me to get up and go make sure he is okay, i hear him down stairs opening and closing all the cupboards, well when i got down there he was standing in the middle of the kitchen and having a seisure. He could still kind of talk at first but then it started getting worse, i didn't have orange juice (stupid me) or anything really for that matter, we do have the tablets but he won't take them. I didn't know what to do, i know you aren't supposed to put anything in their mouth if they can't hold it themself. So i called 911, what else am i supposed to do? They came and by that time he had stop with the seisure and was getting himself food, well we finally tested him and he was 24. you are supposed to stay between 70 and 120. The guys couldn't leave until they saw his blood sugar go up a lot. Jeff always embaressas me when he does this and they have to come because he still doesn't understand what he is saying half the time. He kept asking them if we were going to be billed for all this, (i knew from experience that we weren't thats why i called them.) So we ended up staying up until about 2:30 before i felt he was up enough to go back to sleep. They guys had tested him again and he was at 48 when they decided to leave but had to make sure i made him a sandwhich and that he kept eating. They left me some gel stuff just incase. I know i really need a needle but i get so scared to use them. I think it's time i TOUGH up though, these nights like this scare me to death. That was last night but this has happend twice before, ONCE ON THE NIGHT WE GOT MARRIED. i thought my husband was already dying on me, (that was the worse night EVER). It happend one other time when he didn't wake up and i think i took care of that one pretty good. I did wake our parent's up but i did everything all by myself. That time he had hit his head when he rolled off the bed. So that was my EARLY morning.
Time for church now.