Prince Charming was nowhere to be found and my biological clock was ticking loudly and quickly. What's a woman to do? Shop for some sperm, take some fertility meds, and get pregnant! Join me in my journey as a Single Mother by Choice (SMC) and the ups and downs of raising my funny, loving, kind son, Sidekick, who shows me what love truly is.
Thursday, April 26, 2012
I am a Failure...
... of the one hour glucose test. My level was supposed to be 135, and mine was actually 187. I would have been officially diagnosed with gestational diabetes if it had been at least 200. I sat in the doctor's office for three hours yesterday camped out with my iPhone, a book, and my work blackberry. I fasted for 12 hours before the test even began and actually looked forward to the "double the sugar" orange drink (compared to the amount I had for the one hour test) that I got to drink because I was hungry. BBB started rockin' and rollin' and it lasted for about an hour. He was definitely happy and having fun! After four blood draws, I inhaled my PB&J sandwich in about three bites and couldn't guzzle my big water bottle fast enough. I will get the results back today, and I'm pretty much thinking that I do have gestational diabetes because that one hour number was so darn high! The good news is, it is controllable and will not harm my baby if I am smart and watch what I eat. Things could definitely be worse.
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