Experimental Life {Update 5}

Yesterday was my appointment with the specialist. I left the house at 1:30 for what should be about a 20 minute drive, and arrived at the hospital at 2:30.  THAT, my friends, is what driving through a tunnel can do for you in the Hampton Roads area. It’s very frustrating.

Dr. Turner is a very nice man, and I think we’ll get along just fine through the next 6 month, after I established some dominance yesterday. (I’m kidding. Mostly.) First, he was a bit surprised by how good my after meal readings are.  For those of you not entirely certain how this works, here are the steps: 1) eat, 2) test blood 2 hours later, 3) wait until you are allowed to eat again, 4) repeat. No, really. That’s my life these days. A reading 2 hours after I eat should be no higher than 120.  In all but one instance in the past week and a half, that has been the case. For a chick who failed the testing so miserably, this is quite impressive.  But, he seemed to be more surprised that I would willingly (well, okay, mostly willingly) give up carbs for the baby. (I tried to explain to him this is a lifestyle change – not just a “for the baby” thing – but he didn’t really care.)

He was pretty unexcited about my fasting readings.  Those are supposed to be between 60-90, apparently.  (This is what happens when I role out of bed: 1) stumble downstairs, 2) test blood, 3) make coffee.)  These readings have been in the same vicinity as my post-meal readings.  I contribute that mostly to my high protein diet that evens out blood sugar readings for long periods of time, and he did agree that was probably the case. The one time I’ve gotten a reading of 90 since starting this experiment was when I over-indulged in no sugar added frozen yogurt too close to bed time.  That caused my blood sugar to spike immediately after and continue to fall throughout the night.  But, thankfully, he agreed with me that doing that time and time again would be a bad idea.

Now, here’s what I didn’t know until yesterday.  Well, I knew part of it. I knew that gestational diabetes can cause big babies and I knew that it can also cause stillbirths. I didn’t realize, however, that high after-meal readings are the cause of big babies and high fasting readings are the cause of stillbirths. SO… with that new scary prognosis, I agreed that getting my fasting reading down was imperative.

He prescribed a drug called Glyburide, which I had never heard of before. It’s an oral anti-diabetic drug that stimulates the release of insulin from the pancreas. (Most of you have bodies smart enough to do this on their own; mine is busy being smart in other areas, apparently.)  I am taking a very small dose right before bed to get my morning readings down. And, let me tell you, it worked.

Before I went to bed last night, I begged Mr. Marine to please check on me before he left for work in the morning. The poor man had been up for 20 hours straight on a live fire range yesterday, and then I gave him a bit of a scare by telling him I was afraid of what that drug might do to my body overnight.  As all pregnant women do, I was up a few times to go to the bathroom last night, and I noticed being excessively groggy.  Now, while that might be normal for you, I am generally the kind of person who just wakes up and gets going, regardless of what time it is or how much sleep I’ve had, and EVEN without my coffee. (The first 4 months of a newborn’s life is, indeed, an exception to this rule, however.)  When he woke me up this morning, I told him I felt weird – like I had been drugged – and he made me get up and come downstairs to check my blood sugar.  I was at 77. I’ve been assured by other diabetics that this is good, even normal! But, let me tell you – I now know why other people are groggy in the morning, because that’s the yuckiest feeling I’ve had in a while. I’m hoping my body will adjust to having a lower fasting number and that I will get used to it quickly.

The good news is that the drug is doing it’s trick, and it keeps me off of insulin shots – at least for now.  The trick with gestational diabetes is that my body will become more insulin resistant at this pregnancy goes on, and I may eventually have to go to shots.  But, for now, Dr. Turner was very happy with what I’ve done, very surprised that we would commit to doing it, and very supportive of our “experiment”. Thank you for your thoughts and prayers! I can’t tell you how much it means to us!


One thought on “Experimental Life {Update 5}

  1. I’m so thankful that he was supportive even if he was a little sceptical!

    Nice to know there are good doctors out there 🙂

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