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I walked into the glass-walled conference room on the 42nd floor, my palms slightly damp, not just from the humidity of a DC summer, but from the sheer weight of the moment. This was it—the final round for a Senior Project Manager position at a firm I’ve followed since college. My suit was tailored, my portfolio was crisp, and most importantly, my blood sugar was a rock-solid 110 mg/dL. I had checked my Continuous Glucose Monitor (CGM) three times in the elevator. I was prepared. I was "perfect."
But if you’ve lived with Type 1 Diabetes for more than a week, you know that "perfect" is a fleeting ghost. There is a cruel irony to this condition: the more you care about an event, the more your body decides to throw a chemical tantrum. Stress hormones like cortisol and adrenaline are supposed to give you an edge, but in the diabetic body, they play a chaotic game of tug-of-war with your insulin. Sometimes they send you soaring; other times, the sudden crash after an adrenaline spike can drop you like a stone.
I sat down across from a three-person panel, feeling like a million bucks. We exchanged pleasantries, discussed the company’s five-year trajectory, and dived into the technical portion of the interview. I was in the zone, articulating my strategy for cross-departmental communication, when I felt that familiar, creeping coldness at the back of my neck.

It started as a vibration on my wrist—my Apple Watch signaling a rapid drop. I ignored it, pushing through a sentence about Agile methodology. Then, the silence of the room was shattered. My Dexcom alarm, set to "Always Sound" for urgent lows, let out a piercing, rhythmic wail from inside my blazer pocket.
The lead interviewer stopped mid-sentence. The room went quiet. In that split second, a thousand thoughts raced through my mind. Do I ignore it? Do I pretend it’s a weird ringtone? Do I excuse myself to the bathroom and hope I don't faint in the hallway?
The instinct to hide our diabetes is powerful. We don't want to be seen as "fragile" or "high-maintenance," especially in a high-stakes professional environment. But I knew that if I tried to power through a blood sugar of 60 mg/dL while answering complex logic questions, I would eventually start slurring my words or lose my train of thought entirely. Hiding a low is infinitely more dangerous—and frankly, more noticeable—than explaining it.
I reached into my pocket, silenced the alarm, and looked the panel straight in the eye.

"I’m going to pause for just a moment," I said, my voice steady despite the internal panic. "I have Type 1 Diabetes, and that alarm is my medical monitor letting me know my blood sugar is dropping a bit too fast. I need to take about thirty seconds to have a glucose tablet so I can stay sharp for the rest of our conversation."
I didn't apologize. I didn't over-explain. I stated it as a matter-of-fact logistical requirement, much like one might say, "The Wi-Fi dropped; let me reconnect."
The shift in the room was fascinating. The interviewers didn't look annoyed; they looked impressed by the transparency. I realized in that moment that I was inadvertently demonstrating exactly what they were hiring for: the ability to handle an unexpected crisis with composure, the use of data to inform quick decision-making, and the confidence to communicate clearly under pressure.
I told them, "Think of this as a real-time demonstration of my management skills. I monitor complex data points 24/7, make micro-adjustments to keep the system running, and I never let a technical glitch derail the end goal."
One of the interviewers actually chuckled and said, "Honestly, if you can manage a pancreas, you can definitely manage this department."

While the verbal pivot was important, the physical act of treating the low required its own set of tactics. This is where your "Low Kit" strategy becomes vital. I’ve learned the hard way that a juice box is a nightmare in an interview—the straw-poking sound is loud, and there's a high risk of spilling grape juice on your white button-down.
I opted for glucose tablets. They are discreet, they don’t require a straw, and they work fast. I popped two tabs, took a sip of the water they had provided, and kept the conversation moving.
The hardest part of a mid-interview low isn't the chewing; it's the "brain fog." As your glucose dips, your brain literally starves for fuel. I felt my vocabulary shrinking. To combat this, I used a "stalling" technique. I asked the interviewers a deep, reflective question about the company culture. This shifted the "speaking load" onto them for three to four minutes, giving the glucose enough time to hit my bloodstream and clear the cobwebs.

After the interview, the "post-game" anxiety hit me hard. I sat in my car and cried for a few minutes—not because I was sad, but because the adrenaline let go and the exhaustion of the "low" finally caught up. I worried that despite my "professional pivot," they would see me as a liability.
When I got home, I wrote my follow-up thank-you notes. I debated whether to mention the diabetes again. I decided on a brief, high-level touchpoint:
"Thank you again for your understanding during my brief medical 'tech alert.' As we discussed, I pride myself on being proactive and transparent, qualities I look forward to bringing to your team."
Two days later, I got the call. I landed the offer.
The hiring manager told me later that my handling of the alarm was actually a "green flag." It showed them that I was unflappable. It also reminded me of a vital truth: if a company had reacted poorly to a well-managed medical need, they would have been a nightmare to work for anyway. The interview is a two-way street; their reaction to your humanity tells you everything you need to know about their culture.

If you are a young professional entering the workforce, don't let the fear of a "beep" keep you from the boardroom. Here is how I prepare for high-stakes days now:
If you use an insulin pump with an automated loop system (like Tandem’s Control-IQ or Omnipod 5), set your "Activity Mode" or a higher "Temp Target" at least an hour before the interview. This reduces your basal insulin and gives you a safety buffer against stress-induced drops.
Ditch the bulky snacks. Your professional low kit should be slim and silent.
You are under no legal obligation to disclose your diabetes during an interview. However, I’ve found that "situational disclosure"—mentioning it only if and when it becomes relevant—is the most empowering path. It removes the "secret" and puts you in control of the narrative.
Have a few "go-to" questions written in your notebook. If you feel a low coming on, ask one of those questions to buy yourself five minutes of recovery time while the interviewer speaks.

We often view diabetes as a hurdle to our professional success, a "glitch" in our otherwise polished personas. But the reality is that managing this condition requires a level of resilience, data analysis, and grit that most "healthy" people never have to develop.
When that alarm went off in my dream interview, it wasn't a failure of my management; it was an opportunity to show who I really am. I am a professional who happens to have a malfunctioning pancreas, and I handle both with grace.
To every young diabetic out there: your diagnosis isn't a liability—it's a masterclass in leadership. Walk into that interview with your head high, your sensors charged, and your glucose tabs ready. You’ve got this.
Have you ever had a "diabetes moment" in a professional setting? How did you handle it? Share your stories in the comments below—let’s normalize the pivot!
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