I’m so ready for you to get here little girl. Last week I found out that I have gestational
diabetes. I had taken the glucose test a
week before and the test came back that I was borderline, so they wanted me to
come in for the 3-hour test the next week.
It wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be but it definitely wasn’t fun
either. After it was over, I was
optimistic because of two things – one was the fact that I had drank a Dr.
Pepper before the first test I took which would affect my sugar for that test;
second because after I left the test I felt like my sugar was super low which
is what was supposed to happen. They
told me they would call me if there was bad news by the next afternoon.
I waited and waited and the day came and
went. I was feeling pretty good that
night at church because I never got the call. The next morning I got a call from a number I didn’t recognize
(which usually means it’s Fairview) and knew what was about to occur. The lady on the other end of the phone told
me that the test had come back and all of the blood samples showed high blood
sugar. I failed the test miserably. I didn’t think I would be upset; really diet
and exercise should be able to keep such a thing under control. The lady told me I needed to come to the
doctor’s office as soon as I could which was within 20 minutes. I told her sure and started to get on my
way.
I checked out of work and got in my
car. I kept telling myself it was no big
deal – don’t be upset. But I wasn’t okay
– I cried harder than I ever had. I
chalk it up to pregnant hormones! I
cried all the way to the clinic and then parked in a parking lot across the
street because I knew I couldn’t go in.
I called Ryan – I had already called him crying while driving to the
clinic to tell him what was going on – and I told him I couldn’t go in by
myself. He decided he could come and
meet me to go to my appointment. I was
glad. I knew he was 20-30 minutes away
and I could hopefully regain my composure before he got there. I started to put on my makeup to that I
didn’t look like I’d been crying as much as I had but couldn’t do it. I started crying again. I decided to just let it happen and get it
all out since now I had some time.
Eventually I was able to calm down somewhat and put on my makeup and
waited for Ryan. I still felt like I could
cry at any moment but I knew I could at least get through this meeting.
Ryan got to the clinic and we went in. We met with a lady who told me facts about
gestational diabetes and talked as if I had known about it for some time and
not that I had literally just found out, cried my eyes out, and walked in the
door. That was actually comforting to me
in a way. The lady told me that I would
have to change my diet and also check my blood sugar four times a day. I was very surprised by this because I had
read that you didn’t have to do so. The
thought of pricking my finger four times a day did not sound like a good idea
at all. She took my sugar there in the
office to show my how to use the meter. After
our meeting I had to give blood once again – which has now just become
something I do. I felt much better after
the appointment and Ryan and I went to eat lunch together. I also had to make another appointment for a
week later (today) to get an ultrasound and meet with a dietitian. I cried again later that night but for the
most part felt peace about it.
Since then I changed my diet and checked my sugar 4 times a
day. It hasn’t been that difficult
except that I had trouble with Kroger getting my prescription filled. My sugar seemed to be normal except for in
the morning after fasting my sugar was always high. I read that it was pretty normal to have that
happen, especially to women so I didn’t think much about it.
Today was my appointment at the ultrasound and
dietician. The ultrasound was fine as
usual – they told me that the fluid around the baby was a little more than
normal which can be from the diabetes but the baby looked normal.
The dietician told me that she wants me to take a low dose
of some medication for my sugar that is high in the mornings. This upset me because the diet that they have
put me on is completely different from what I was told at Fairview so I would
have liked to have a chance to try the new diet before them jumping the gun on
medication.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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