So, insulin resistance starts around 20 weeks. Yup. Friday morning woke up, my BG was up. Had breakfast. Still up. Lunch. Up. After lunch WAAAAAAAAAAAAAY up. Called diabetic nurses. Insulin has been increased.
Nurse I spoke to said that it probably meant the baby was having a growth spurt. Fine with me! 🙂
2.5 days until the big scan! Can’t wait to see the baby again. Hopefully we’ll get some good pictures. Waving and such. Maybe sucking its thumb.
Haircut. Shopping. Lunch. Nap.
At least once every festive season, Simon and I take advantage of 4 for 3 on party food at M&S and have ‘nibbles’ night. That night is tonight. We have assorted indian chicken, assorted chineese dumplings, assorted shrimp toast things and mini-pizza. YUMMY!
Had a hypo while in town. Even after eating two breakfasts. Good excuse to buy chocolate coins at Boots!
So one more week and officially out of the first Trimester. Too bad I’m still feeling nauseous a lot. And exhausted. And in a new symptom, slightly heartburnish. Yay!
Wacky numbers from yesterday have evened out, so that was apparently just a fluke day.
I got my Christmas box from my dad today. I wonder what’s in it?
If you had held a gun to my head and asked me if I took my hat and gloves with me when I left the office, I would have said yes. And you would have shot me for lying.
When I got in this morning, there they were, on my desk. Huh.
In other interesting news, I received an email today from the assistant to the PA of a CEO. Since I am the PA to a CEO I asked if I could have an assistant. I was told no. Mean bosses.
In other other interesting news, the hypos are getting very old. But do give me an excuse to eat a bit more than usual!
Insulin being increased, cuz my morning numbers are a bit high. That was about it.
Had my first hypo at work today. That was fun. I keep juice in the fridge there, so I was fine in a few minutes.
And I lost my favorite hat and my gloves today! No idea when or where. I am so bummed! And its frickin’ freezing!
on my right wrist one of these. It has my name, that I have diabetes and that I take insulin. It says all that so that if I am in an accident, or found unconscious somewhere, the EMTs will know to check my blood sugar and such.
I fought against getting one for ages. But considering I am going low at least a few times a week, and that I am heading back to work tomorrow, I decided it was better to be safe than sorry.
Its not horribly unattractive, although hardly fashion jewlery. And it may save my life one day.
Wow, that was dramatic. 🙂
So had a metabolic appointment yesterday. That means with my diabetes team! Blood drawn, spoke to Endocrinologist, stuff like that there. Endo is very pleased with my numbers. Still a bit high in the morning, so increased my insulin. Mornings are the hardest to get down for almost everyone, due to what is known as the Dawn Effect or Dawn Phenomenon. For some reason, blood glucose levels go up with the dawn. Some people say it is to wake the body up to get the day started, but no one knows for sure why it happens. But it is not unusual that my highest insulin dose is before breakfast.
They also did a second scan on me yesterday. Baby now measures 9+1, with a margin of error of +/- 1 week, so I am around 10 weeks. I will have a real dating scan in 3 weeks. But everything looks great, heartbeat nice and strong, and being such a wiggle worm that the US operator had a hard time getting a measurement on her! Perhaps there is a dancer or footballer in our future!
And today I saw my GP about the depression and general feelings of OMG!ICK! She said that this is the one time in my life I am allowed to let myself be depressed. To take it easy. Keep eating well, taking walks, but mostly just relaxing. So I am off work for at least another whole week after this one. With strict orders to sit around and do very little! My kind of prescription!
In other news, I had sort of an odd moment yesterday. I took the bus up to the hospital and this couple and their two children got on as well. One was about 2 and in a pushchair and the other was literally a babe in arms. Then, coming home on the bus, the same couple was there as well. But with only one child.
So I have been wondering what happened to the other child. I would think that if the poor little thing had to be left at the hospital, mom and dad would have stayed longer with him. Or at least one of them would have. And neither parent looked worried or anything.
This is one of those things that will remain a mystery. Gonna make me nuts. Any theories?
Was pregnant with her oldest daughter, my niece S, she called in to work one day asking if anyone had gotten the license plate of the truck that hit her. When she returned to work, someone had drawn her a picture of a license plate with the word ‘baby’ as the plate number.
I wonder if she still has that and if she’d send it to me. Because the same truck seems to have hit me yesterday and today. Hopefully I’ll feel better tomorrow, because I have a huge meeting on Friday to prepare for!
No one tells you how much pregnancy truly sucks. You’re tired. You ache. You feel sick. You pee all.the.time. Add getting used to insulin and new Blood Glucose levels on top of that? Yeah, work just not happening today.
I’m thinking about writting a petition to the government. I will propose that women get to start their maternity leave from the moment that little stick says pregnant and get to stay on it until the kid starts full time school. At full pay. With your job held until you want to come back.
Anyone want to sign my petition?
Have already had two appointments with my Endocrinologist. And have started on insulin.
I was dreading insulin. Always sounded like such a pain, and giving myself shots? YIKES!
But, honestly, it hasn’t been that big of a deal. The shots don’t hurt, thanks to teeny tiny fine needles, the insulin comes pre-loaded in a pen, so I just screw on a needle, set to the right amount, insert into my tummy and push the button! TA DA!
And it is definitely making a difference. Last week my levels were 10, 12, 13, which is really really high. A non-diabetic level is usually 7 or 8. And this week? I’ve been 6 and 7 and 8, with a few 10s. Endo wants it to be 3.5 – 5.5 before meals and under 8 after meals, and I’m almost there. We are still adjusting my units. I call every day to read them my numbers and get a new dosage.
And the nice thing about being on such a strict diet? So far I haven’t gained an ounce. Of course, that will change soon enough!
that my nausea might be caused by high blood glucose levels. So I tested my blood last night specifically when I was nauseous. Nope, not the cause. Perfectly normal.
I don’t test very often. I don’t really see the point for a non-medicated Type II diabetic. I do a 24 hour profile once in awhile, but other than that? Not so much.
You see, the true reason to test your blood is to see if you need insulin or to eat something. I don’t take insulin. So what is the point of constantly checking my BGL?
I know my A1C, which is 6.6. And that is truly the important number. That’s the average blood levels for the last 6 weeks, from my last appointment with the Clinic.
But at least I know that’s not why I’m getting so much nausea. If only I knew why I *was* getting so much nausea. And, no, I’m not pregnant. For sure.