Shopping Experience Gone Bad

All five of my siblings were home this weekend so help my twin brother and I celebrate our 16th birthday, which is Monday.
Saturday we had birthday dinner, and opened presents.
Sunday was supposed to be a fun day. I woke up with a blood sugar of 180, but understandably so, considering I ate ice cream cake before bed. We were supposed to carve pumpkins, and go shopping. When we woke up, my sister, her boyfriend, my mom, and I decided we were going to go to the store nobody else wanted to go to, and then everyone else was gonna meet us at the next store. My blood sugar was a little high before we left so I gave insulin. Once we got to the store, we were walking around for a while and my dexcom said I was 70. We were supposed to be leaving soon so I figured I would wait until I got to the car to check and test. I told everyone I was with that we needed to go soon because I was going to be low. They looked around for a while, and I was getting more and more annoyed and I wasn't very good at hiding it. By the time we finally left, I felt like I couldn't even walk. My dexcom now read LOW (below 40) I checked and my blood sugar was 30. UH OH. I ate a whole thing of mini oreos and a PB Snickers because that's all I had with me. We were going to the next store and on the way there I was sweating and could barely keep my eyes open. The only reason I wanted to go there was to look for a carry-on bag for my upcoming trip. My mom and I decided we would go in, look for one and then she would take me home and let my sister and her boyfriend ride home with my other family members that were meeting us there. We went in, found a carry-on, and two (matching) sweaters and some candy bars. We paid and my mom gave me the keys to go to the car while she gave my sister her card to use. As I sat in the car, I decided to eat a candy bar. Right after I did, I felt insanely sick. I closed my eyes and went to sleep. We stopped on the way home to pick up the pizza we were having for lunch. I remember being so out of it and feeling so sick that I could barely even talk to my mom when she tried to talk to me. When we got home, I went straight to the living room where my brothers were and laid down. They, along with my mom, were obviously worried about me. I'm sure I was pale and sweaty. I told them I was fine and went to sleep. I vaguely remember my mom asking me if I was okay and if I wanted pizza. When I woke up, my brothers were still playing video games, and I think only 20 minutes passed. I ask my brother to get me a piece of pizza and he said no and asked why I was sleeping. I told him my blood sugar was low and now it's high or something like that. Then my older brother said "JUST GET HER A PIECE OF PIZZA".  And so he did.
After a few more minutes of recovering, I asked where my mom was. Apparently she told me she went to the market but I don't remember that at all. I finally got up but I still had a killer headache. I took some medicine and started to feel better. My mom told me she was really worried about me for a while and considered getting out the glucagon. I'm glad she didn't because my blood sugar was actually high by then and that's why I didn't feel good.
All-in-all, it was a good weekend. It would have been better if I could have shopped some more, and not slept for half the afternoon.
Diabetes gets in the way a lot. Tomorrow is my 16th birthday, and I'm hoping it won't mess that up.
Have a great week, everyone!