So much for the whole not-having-gestational-diabetes rant. That was obviously silly and wrong.
As it turns out, the farther you go into pregnancy, the more the condition develops. More hormones = More Sugar Blocked From Turning Into Energy.
Today, after a perfectly ok lunch at Quizno’s of a 1/2 chicken sub on whole grain bread, my blood glucose level was sky high. I had several errands to run after lunch and I could feel that something was wrong. I was weak, disoriented, nauseous. Yes, it was freaking hot outside, but I had this clammy feeling all over.
I got home as soon as I could and did the 2 hour post lunch blood check. 153. Not good. My max should be 120. So, I ate a very grainy and nutty snack bar with very little sugar. Some of the nausea subsided, but I’m still pretty weak.
I spent some time reading up on symptoms, management and results of this should it go unmanaged. Just to give you an idea of my ridiculous state, I
cried boo hooed when I read that I should be exercising to help this condition. Today, I don’t even feel much like standing up. Exercising feels way out of the question.
I’ve got 9 weeks left. Yesterday that felt like a short time. Today it’s beginning to feel like a very, very long time. I suppose it’s all relative and I’m hoping that I bounce back the other way soon. Tomorrow I have an appointment with my doctor to discuss all this. Apparently I will not be arguing about whether or not I have gestational diabetes.