Yesterday was probably one of THE most difficult days I've experienced in a long time.
It started off at the Endocrinologist at 8am. He was very kind and actually quite compassionate (for a doctor) and spent PLENTY of time with me answering my questions and discussing my situation.
The bottom line is that I have type 1 diabetes and probably had it before I got pregnant.
He sent me with insulin and all sorts of information that was just a **little** overwhelming! He really wanted me to see a dietitian right away and the only opening they had was the same day at 11:30... sigh... the day was already exhausting. The dietitian gave me even more info about my diet (stuff I already had from Kim) and showed me how to inject the needle at bedtime.
INJECT A NEEDLE...I keep wondering if this is my life or if I'm in a nightmare that won't end!
I was still hopeful about another appointment that I made at 3:40. He was previously an OBGYN and went back to school to learn about diet and weight loss and healing your body through foods, etc. (i actually have no idea EXACTLY what he went to school for but that about sums it up).
What I got from him wasn't exactly what I was hoping.
Basically.... he agrees I'm type 1 (almost for sure but ordered the same blood work as the ENDO), he believes I need to take insulin at night for sure. But, he said I can modify my diet during the day so I don't have to take the daytime insulin AND he believes cutting back on carbs is perfectly fine for the baby. He basically told me... if you know you are going to go on a walk or a bike ride... eat some carbs. Basically.. just eat the carbs when you know you need to burn them...otherwise.. meats, nuts, vegetables... I don't know he gave me so much paperwork that explains it all thoroughly and I haven't taken the time to look through it all.
After that doctors appt, we had to stop at a fast food joint for something to eat because we had about 20 min until Javan's gymnastics class. Most places have salads so fast food hasn't been much of an issue (plus, I really like the salads too)
but... um... word to the wise... taco bell is NOT the best choice for a diabetic.
(Did I just call myself a diabetic?? ugh. that will take some getting used to!)
Their salads are basically 1 small piece of chicken... lettuce and rice and beans all layed in a taco bowl (carbs, ugh!) and when i tried to dump my lettuce and chicken pieces out the taco bowl broke and every time I kept trying to move it ... it kept breaking which resulted in a emotional breakdown in the middle of taco bell.
There's nothing like crying in Taco Bell to really sum up the day.
Well, actually, what was the icing on the cake was when i made Javan a fruit and yogurt smoothie when we got home (one of those favorite healthy snacks that we always had that I have to limit). I was fine with making it (i even took a sneaky lick...shh....) but it was afterwards when Javan was walking around drinking it and I ran into him and he DROPPED THE WHOLE THING...
Blueberry, strawberry yogurt smoothie deliciousness all over the walls and floors. ***sigh*** I cried more while I helped Javan clean it up.
After Javan went to bed Lance and I discussed the whole home birth. Something that I wanted so badly is beginning to become less and less of a reality as time goes on. If I could have maintained my levels at bedtime at a healthy rate without insulin I could do it... but I can't. I can't control what my body does while I am sleeping. I must take insulin at night. Being an insulin dependent mommy means a home birth is pretty much out of the question. My midwife is going to speak with the doctor at the birthing center to see what their thoughts are on the situation of having a baby at the center but its highly unlikely AND even if they were willing to.. i don't know if I want to take that kind of risk.
My evening was spent crying, wishing, hoping, praying, wanting and REALIZING that this is my life...these are my options ... and I will still have a healthy baby come November (as long as God protected him/her during the first 3 months with high sugars.) We will have a sonogram next month that looks closely at the baby's organs and brain development, etc...PLEASE continue to pray that this baby is strong and healthy in there.
By the way, this morning after taking insulin my number was 106... much better than the 140 that it was!! I woke up very shaky and thought my numbers must be very low. The doctor said that that happened because my body got used to being so high and I will adjust. I was surprised to get a phone call from the doctor this morning checking in. i guess he is planning on calling every morning until we can get them under 95.
After breakfast (and a little apple cider vinegar) my number was 127!! That is WITHOUT any additional insulin! I believe I can control my daytime numbers and keep away from the daytime insulin as much as possible.