Apples Don't Work

(As far as keeping doctors away. I know, 'cause I eat at least one a day. And I've about had my fill of doctors.)

Hello, all.

Yes, it's been awhile. Sorry about that and hope it didn't cause any unnecessary concern. I had info I needed time to digest on my own before sharing.

Then I got sick. Still am, actually.

These past 2 weeks? Not the best, really. But getting better. Or, at least, learning to deal.

Anyway, here's the scoop: I have gestational diabetes. Yes, I know that it's the most commonly diagnosed pregnancy-related problem. For me, however, it just felt like One More Thing.

Basically, while home sick with an upper respiratory infection, I received a call from our perinatology group saying my screening came back positive for GB. So, they scheduled me to come in for a session with their nurse to teach me how to check my blood sugar and go over diet issues to help control it. However, when we tested my blood sugar during the session, it was high enough that the doc decided to send me to the hospital for 24 hours to get it regulated.

That 24-hour stay turned into 3 days. During which time, while still sick with the URI, I apparently tried to get pneumonia. 'Cause, ya know, there's nothing better for cultivating pneumonia than lying (laying?) for days on end in a hospital bed.

Anyway, long story short, I went home with lots of instructions. And insulin. And needles. More Needles. And antibiotics. Oh, and did I mention the needles?

So, on top of my lovenox injections twice a day, I now take insulin shots 3 times a day, plus finger pricks to test my blood sugar 4 times a day.

I have become a human pin-cushion.

It is not fun.

All worth it, I know. I truly, truly do know that. I'm just having a weak, tired, pitying moment - probably nothing a good cry can't help. And being pregnant, that is soooo easy to do.

Plus, though recovering from the URI, I have laryngitis and have been unable to speak above a whisper for over a week now. Though today I seem to have made a slight improvement to Occasional Croaky Frog Voice.

Other than all of the above, everything seems to be just fine. Peanut's heartbeat today was 144 (perfect!) and my bp, while slightly higher than it has been, is still good (and higher most likely because of my illness).

Oh, and next week we get to see Peanut again! Yea! We're having an ultrasound because the blood-clotting issue I have can cause babies to be too small, so the docs just want to peak in and make sure Peanut is growing well. Though, now with the GB (which makes babies B.I.G.), maybe they'll cancel each other out. Or something. Normal-sized baby needed, that's all I'm sayin'.

Once again, thank you, and God bless you all for your continued thoughts and prayers for us and Peanut. We're gonna party big once this kid gets here, count on it!