Happy Tuesday, Everyone 🙂
I hope you all had a wonderful Valentine’s Day yesterday! Whether you shared it with someone special, or treated yourself to something special!
My morning started out pretty rough…but I will get to that in a minute.
After work last night, I came home to find some goodies from my sweethearts:
Apparently neither one of them are concerned that my thighs are starting to get dangerously close to one another when I walk 😉
I told Michael to not get my flowers this year. He actually listened . I LOVE flowers. However, I said, If you are not going to pick them up from somewhere local, do not bother. He likes to order from 1800-FLOWERS, but there is some controversy going on with them. They are not very sustainable. He seems to think that if he doesn’t order them on the net, I will not get them in time? Whatever. I loved my cards. I never get hand picked cards from him when he sends flowers…so this was just as special to me, if not more. Of course he was thinking about sharing the goodies when he bought them though 😉 He is not into dark chocolate like I am …obvi 😉
Being able to enjoy those chocolates is another story…..
There is something I have not shared with you all yet.
1. Because I was devastated and not ready to talk about it when I first found out.
2. Because I still do not know what is going on.
Remember when I posted about my one hour glucose tolerance test? The one to test me for Gestational Diabetes. Well, the day after that test my heart sunk into my stomach when my doctors office called and told me the results came back “borderline-high.”
My first reaction was shock. After I hung up the phone I cried. I was devastated. As much as I KNOW it has NOTHING to do with how healthy I eat or how much I exercise (says my doctor), or how I have been trying to take care of myself even MORE so than I usually do since that stick came up with two lines. How some women get that wonderful news that a baby is coming into their lives and instantly give up their gym memberships and use it as a free ticket to eat whatever they want. I still found reasons to blame myself. I wondered if I wasn’t working out enough. Maybe I shouldn’t have treated myself at all to any desserts. I should have been avoiding sweets altogether? My diet should be 95% healthy and clean. Not 80%.
Gestational diabetes has nothing to do with ANY of this.
I am still not sure if I actually HAVE gestational diabetes, but it was/IS scary nonetheless. When I called my mom, and she thought I was kidding her.
Again nothing to do with my lifestyle…but her first reaction was “you are honestly the healthiest person I know. I don’t understand it!”
Well. It’s not 100% true that there are no risk factors:
*Being overweight is a risk factor (which I am not)--it is lifestyle though
*Having diabetes in your family is a risk factor (both my grandmothers had type II, but I am a firm believer that type II is mostly lifestyle or controllable).
*Having high blood pressure is a risk factor (my blood pressure is BETTER than perfect; 106/65 or around that typically)
**Being over 25 is a risk factor (I am 29)
I had a full physical a few months before I was pregnant. My numbers in EVERYTHING were stellar. My blood sugar was good low. Everything was. So you can understand why it was so upsetting to me to hear my number on this test was abnormal. Even if it’s totally out of my control (us health nuts sometimes think we can control everything…which can make things stressful)
What causes it? What is to blame?
Hormones. Pregnancy hormones can block insulin from doing its job. When this happens, glucose levels may increase in a pregnant woman’s blood. So basically, I may or may not have a hormonal imbalance. This is what I am waiting to find out.
The nurse at my doctors office said quote “Your result came back a little high. Rest assured though, it was 130 and that was the minimal number we do not pass.”(Some doctors do not send for a second test unless it’s 140 she said, they feel obligated to at 130 though).
My doctor never told me to fast. He said, “they may want you to fast but if you do it in the afternoon you may not have to.” So I didn’t.
I ate oatmeal for breakfast, skipped lunch and had my test at 2pm. Could this have had something to do with it? I am not sure?
Needless to say I had to go back for a 3 hour test Valentine’s Day (yesterday) morning. It was pretty brutal.
Mom and I arrived at the hospital about 9:15am.
1. Went to registration and waited about a half hour to be seen. Give them the SAME information I gave them 17 times since the beginning of my pregnancy.
1. Go to the lab and get my FASTING blood drawn ( I didn’t eat a thing this time)
2. Drink the nastyness above.
This time, it was even more awful. Probably because it was pretty much my breakfast. It was making my nauseous. So hard to down it. Not even funny.
3. Wait 1 hour. Not allowed to walk past the coffee shop outside the lab (no “burning off calories”)
4. Go back to the lab a few feet away to get blood drawn a second time.
5. Wait another hour.
Good thing my mom always has juicy gossip for me 😉
6. Get blood drawn for a third time.
7. Attempt to be entertained by trashy magazines for a hour. More gossip from mom.
8. Get blood drawn for a fourth and FINAL time. Hallelujah.
At this point I had a headache. I was nauseous. I was weak and shaky all at the same time. Not a fun morning.
Good thing I packed some of these to have as soon as the vampires nurses took the last vile:
My poor arms are bruised and sore. I am usually pretty brave when I get blood drawn…but FOUR times in one day! I made them alternate each time. But still. The second time on both arms was pretty rough in particular.
Mom and I head straight to Cosi for lunch when we left. The grilled sun dried tomato sandwich on multi-grain really hit the spot. I had to eat it so slow though…fasting all day is not something I am used to.
I have a doctors appointment this afternoon. I should find out the results then. I am hoping for good news . Since I first heard the test came back abnormal, I learned that it’s very common to get a false positive test result. There are a lot of errors in the first glucose test. I hope that this was the case with me (my attitude is much more positive than it was last week). I am sharing this today because I could use some positive vibes 😉
If it happens that I am…I will be devastated, yes. But I will get through it. I will take care of myself accordingly. I will do what’s best for me and Ella. In the meantime:
The waiting game continues….
Do you feel like you can control your health, even in situations that are out of your control?
Tell me something positive–what did you get from your lovies or treat yourself to on Valentine’s Day?
Hope you all have a great day!