Last week I called a call from the doctor saying that I failed my first glucose test. I know why did I not post about it? Well I am not good at talking about stuff before I am ready to deal with it myself. I felt angry at my body. How could my body let me down? How could I have this when I am so healthy and workout? Regardless I failed the test. So I was depressed and feeling bad for myself because I LOVE sugar. I have always loved sugar. There have been times in my life where I have given up white flour and all forms of sugar completely and I felt great but since Max was born, I have not been able to kick it. I have known for many years that I do not process sugar or gluten well but Diabetes, What?
So today I went for the 3 hour glucose challenge. I woke at 7 am and drank 4 ounces of soy milk. I arrived at 9:20 am and took a fasting blood test. Then the I drank the horrible liquid at 9:30 am and an hour later another blood test and an hour later another blood test and an hour later another blood test. UGH. I was so damn dizzy and so damn hungry. My numbers were great. Actually they were more leaning towards hypoglycemia than towards diabetes. I was hypoglycemic as a child and early adult. Anyway, finally I was able to eat at 1 pm and I actually started sweating in the car as I was shoving rices cakes with almond butter down my throat. I actually sat there with a spoon licking the almond butter off the spoon. I was so hungry. But I passed. I spoke to my chinese herbalist, who said that stress and sleep can affect glucose levels. I should have not taken that test after being sick and not sleeping for 3 weeks but who knew. Yeah all is fine.
But I have Lymes Disease. That stupid deer tick bit me and I show up for antibodies. I do not show up for having the ticks DNA in my body but I know the tick had lyme because we tested it and so I am on Ceftin, a safe antibiotic for pregnancy, for 20 days. YUK. I guess I am lucky since 3 out of 10 people show no symptoms and I am one of those. I just happened to feel the tick and pick it off my neck and put him in a baggy to take to the doctors and have tested. Of course I cursed the burbs since this shit never happened to me in the city, where I grew up since I was 3. But hey shit happens.
As for the little girl inside of me, she is head down. My BP is low as usual. I am measuring 28 weeks even though I am 30, which is what I measured with Max. My weight gain has hit a plateau and I have not gained in the past 3 weeks. Actually I gave up the sugar and lost 2 pounds. Doctor said it is totally fine and there is so much fat that the baby lives off of. So I have gained 20 pounds to date. Yeah.
I think I was having such a tough day with Max because I was nervous about this test today. I am hoping as I get older that I will get better at speaking up. I feel so lucky to have this blog because I can speak my truth so easily.
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