my husband, 2 of his brothers, his aunt, and my brother are diabetic. I worked with several diabetics over the years. My daughter has been hypoglycemic since she was a child. I usually recognize low blood sugar. This lady was totally different. I have never been up against anything like it. One minute sweet and the next like fireworks going off, not because I was doing something that was bothering her, but because she SAW me dispose of it so she had evidence. It was total fury, and I became scared at one point.

At one point, I tried to tell her that my doctor had prescribed it, but she kept on berating me as if I hadn't opened my mouth. Not shouting and acting unreasonable, just telling me what a low-life I am for doing that. After she said what she did about her father not allowing them to chew gum and taking a belt to her, I figured that she might have PTSD. By that time, I had had all I could handle and walked out. My husband, being him, was not about to let all that work finding everything to walk out, and I am not going to lie, that kinda felt like a betrayal. I am just not one who handles confrontation well; I never have. I just wondered if I could have handled this better because I still feel awful for setting it off, still a bit in shock over it. You ladies, seem to be able to act with grace under fire. I was just at a loss. I didn't even have enough time for the shock to wear off to get angry or self-righteous or anything else. I think I just stood there a few seconds in shock, then just turned and left.

Until that moment, she seemed to be an excellent employee, so sweet, knowledgeable, and helpful. Then Ka-boom. I guess she needed professional help. I want her to get help, but I don't think it is something I can do.