The ultrasound, although performed at supersonic speed, was pretty cool. We could see that the baby now has arms and legs where there used to be only nubs, and he/she is SUPER active in there! I'm going to need him/her to simmer way down as he/she gets bigger!
The rest of the news is blah, blah, boring stuff...so, I'll get to the bad news. The nurse called me Friday at work to let me know that I'm anemic and have gestational diabetes. They are supposed to have a dietician contact me to educate me on how to eat. I thought it was extremely cruel to give me this information on a Friday without giving me any information about what to do or what to eat over the weekend. I'm terrified to eat because I don't want to hurt the baby or cause more problems for myself. I have a small breakdown everytime I get hungry. I'm worried that I'm not eating the right foods or the right amount or I'm eating at the wrong time of the day. I'm overwhelmed by this right now. I need some instructions!
The anemia was not a surprise, as I've been borderline anemic since, at least, high school. And it's not a big deal...a simple iron supplement will solve that issue. The gestational diabetes, however, has put me into a serious depression. I'm anxious to meet with the dietician to see what the game plan is. The nurse on the phone led me to believe that it could be controlled through diet and exercise, but Bill's sister (a nurse practicioner) said that MOST of the time they put pregnant women on insulin injections because its safer. I'll have to test my blood glucose level at least 4 times a day and follow a diabetic menu plan...and apparently inject myself with insulin.
I've been google searching and reading everything I can find about gestational diabetes and diabetes in general. I've poured over websites with diabetic recipes and menu plans. It's depressing. I know that it'll be a good experience to meet with the dietician and learn how I'm supposed to be eating anyway, but it sucks that I have to do it under these circumstances. I'm emotional, I feel like a cow, and I'm HUNGRY! This is just not something I want to deal with right now.
*Sigh* Now that I've complained about everything (for the moment), I feel slightly better. I've been trying to put on a happy face and just deal with it, since complaining won't fix it, but I feel a little better after saying how I really feel. Thanks for listening. I'll let you know how the meeting with the dietician goes.
Love y'all!
Bless you sweet heart girl. I know that has to be rough. Jenn had to have the injections when she was pregnant with Jenna.
ReplyDeleteMaybe you will get to meet with her soon and find out a better guideline of what to do and not do. I'll be praying for you and the little bundle!