I was determined not to ask this, but I am now getting stupid answers online under my own research so I thought I'd ask your opinions.
One of my MCs has hypoglycaemia. She does not have it as a complication of diabetes. I'm also hypoglycaemic and have to eat regularly (and as my friends will tell you if I get to the moderate stage before I pass out, I get rage and emotional and dizzy). I manage it but there are times when it creeps up and I have to act very quickly (usually a spoonful of sugar at that point as carbs would be too slow to have any effect).
Alaina is unable to get back to her hovel in time and passes out. I've been writing the short passage for an hour but am starting to find it difficult to define her relationship with this condition. At the moment she refers to it as her 'choler' which is the nearest I can come up with, but it is a rather standout word which I don't want to use repeatedly, and there are no terms online other than ones directly related to diabetes (some of which are quite funny; honey-piss anyone?) on medieval-theme websites.
What can I use? Fever doesn't work and I used apoplexy (as an analogue for a stroke) in the previous POV when Gilbert knocks himself unconscious.
Thanks
pH
The context is:
If that stupid man had not woken, Alaina would have attended him, concerned that he needed aid. The thick-headed dullard had shown her no gratitude; she could have robbed him. She could have murdered him right where he lay.
‘But you didn’t,’ she murmured and carried on through the forest. Her fingers were raw with the excavations and the cold, yet they burned as her blood coursed with an uncommon rage. She had not eaten since rising, had been acting in great haste, and spirit since then, so that the anger coursing through her tired rather than invigorated her. She recognised the onset of the choler that made her sleep and her anger turned into panic.
Must get back, must get back…must…
She saw the spread of bedimmed yews swing away to be replaced by a sickle-moon twilight sky as she swooned and fell.
Moments later she woke, her mood now placid, her body weak, her racing heart now calm. The
One of my MCs has hypoglycaemia. She does not have it as a complication of diabetes. I'm also hypoglycaemic and have to eat regularly (and as my friends will tell you if I get to the moderate stage before I pass out, I get rage and emotional and dizzy). I manage it but there are times when it creeps up and I have to act very quickly (usually a spoonful of sugar at that point as carbs would be too slow to have any effect).
Alaina is unable to get back to her hovel in time and passes out. I've been writing the short passage for an hour but am starting to find it difficult to define her relationship with this condition. At the moment she refers to it as her 'choler' which is the nearest I can come up with, but it is a rather standout word which I don't want to use repeatedly, and there are no terms online other than ones directly related to diabetes (some of which are quite funny; honey-piss anyone?) on medieval-theme websites.
What can I use? Fever doesn't work and I used apoplexy (as an analogue for a stroke) in the previous POV when Gilbert knocks himself unconscious.
Thanks
pH
The context is:
If that stupid man had not woken, Alaina would have attended him, concerned that he needed aid. The thick-headed dullard had shown her no gratitude; she could have robbed him. She could have murdered him right where he lay.
‘But you didn’t,’ she murmured and carried on through the forest. Her fingers were raw with the excavations and the cold, yet they burned as her blood coursed with an uncommon rage. She had not eaten since rising, had been acting in great haste, and spirit since then, so that the anger coursing through her tired rather than invigorated her. She recognised the onset of the choler that made her sleep and her anger turned into panic.
Must get back, must get back…must…
She saw the spread of bedimmed yews swing away to be replaced by a sickle-moon twilight sky as she swooned and fell.
Moments later she woke, her mood now placid, her body weak, her racing heart now calm. The