Sunday, June 12, 2011
T-ball
He in number 10 and I found out this weekend that both Luke AND Seth were number 10 too!! What a funny coincidence! Shana said she thought one of JR and Kim's boys were number 10 in t-ball too but i'm not sure.
Anyway, he is doing great :-) Really getting the hang of how to play.
Here are some pics!
https://picasaweb.google.com/Merriettgrace/JavanSTball?authkey=Gv1sRgCP7X7beZp9mj6AE
Thursday, June 9, 2011
1. Our AC isn't working and its HOT and we are all sleeping in the basement ...which is much cooler... but is not my comfy familiar bed.
2. I got the GAD antibody test results back today and I'm still sorting through my thoughts about it all...
I think the only way I'm going to get some sleep is if I finally write it all out, since I've spent the past 3 hours hashing it out in my mind.
I tested positive for GAD antibodies. Now from what I understand, everyone has GAD antibodies in their body... but a higher level is a good sign that there is something attacking my pancreas which is what is causing type 1 diabetes.
Now, with that said, I've googled and googled this and the whole thing is really very confusing .... mostly because of the terminology and I'm not a doctor...I did read in a few places that just because you have high GAD antibodies does not mean 100% that you are type 1... but we are talking about google here and that might be a bit of a stretch since I kind of fit in the perfect case for type 1 (especially the unexplained weight loss over the past year).
So, I guess, if I want to be "real" with myself, I should just do what my doctor says, take the insulin and eat the carbs like he wants me to.
One reason is that other doctor I saw... the OBGYN that went back to school and is now helping people lose weight and fight diabetes without insulin. There are things that he said that make SO MUCH SENSE that I can't let it go. Mainly, our body needs carbs for energy, and that's when we should be using them. The more we plan on burning the more carbs we eat... and vice versa. That makes sense. And since I don't spill ketones in my urine (meaning my body isn't burning my fat/protein storehouse), i don't see (and neither does this doctor) anything wrong with just adjusting my diet to keep my numbers down as long as I am getting enough calories.
The other reason is that I truly believe that God made our bodies in a way that they can heal themselves. I think it is rare but it can happen with some major sacrifices.
Heh.hem. Like drinking the insulin generator which, I gave up on, by the way ... because it was so nasty I couldn't handle it... and Lance called me a ninny but I don't care cause it was NASTY!!!
But, I have made some major sacrifices, like eating a salad 3 meals a day with a variety of greens, eating brussel sprouts, cabbage, green beans, carrots and lettuce all raw in at least one meal a day - and some other major sacrifices.
With sacrifices like these and some others, i believe God made our bodies in a way that they will heal themselves.
I can't really explain this level of belief that I have but its strong enough for me to buy brussel sprouts at the store (which have always been one of my least favorite veggies).... Now THAT'S something!! haha.
I believe it so much, I was laying in bed daydreaming about the letter I'm going to write to my ENDO next year when I am completely healed... thanking him for being such a great doctor and teaching him a different way of looking at medicine.
The whole thing brings me to tears but it is a different kind of tears then the ones I shed that day at Taco Bell.
Its tears of frustration because I can't explain to a doctor who has gone to school a heck of a lot longer than I did that I know in my heart is right.
Its tears of contentment because I've finally found a diet that works for me, gives me the calories I need, and keeps my numbers in an excellent range.
Its tears of faith at a level that i have never experienced before.
Its tears of fullness of God's assurance that He's got it under control
Its tears of anxiousness to see what the future is going to hold!
At this very moment I can feel the Holy Spirit's loving arms holding me tight and I am so SURE that He's got it covered.
He made the blind see, the lame walk, He's raised people from the dead, He's cured cancer, He's brought people out of addictions, He's helped the helpless, He is a God of MIRACLES and I BELIEVE IN HIM!
Sunday, June 5, 2011
a little update
But, things are a changin'
Today I had my usual salad for breakfast with some eggs. Usually, I have a small bowl of oatmeal but Lance made some pancakes and I REALLY wanted one. Despite the fact that I knew eating one would make my numbers do loopdy loops I decided to give it a try.
One hour later... i tested my blood sugar... 113!!!! Did I read that right?!!?!?!!?!??! THAT'S AMAZINGLY GREAT (anything below 145 is good) whoa!
So, that lead to some more experimenting. For dinner I made chicken and some rice, corn and beans. Normally, I would just eat the corn and beans with the chicken (plus my salad)...Corn and Beans are both carb-a-licious. Today, I chose to have some rice as well. A week ago, a dinner like that would have put me close to 200. Today... 150 (I hour after). Like I said earlier anything below 145 is good so that 150 was a little high which tells me next time, maybe a little less rice...but STILL this is AMAZING! If i still continue to see this kind of improvement, next week i'll be able to eat the diabetic diet that the dietitian recommended without any issue.
This is day 3 of no insulin and no numbers above 150.
Also, it is interesting to point out that previously, if my number was high after the 1 hour test... the 2 hour test would not show much improvement and I would have to take insulin or drink apple cider vinegar to bring it down.. but NOW... the numbers are going down on their own.
Last night I set an alarm for every 2 hours to be sure that my numbers aren't going crazy while I am sleeping. Each time I tested my sugars the number was in 80-90 range. Excellent! AND ... no ketones.
I truly believe that God is in the process of healing my body. I have been getting prayer at church each Sunday and I know there are several others who are praying for me as well. I believe our God is a God of miracles and I believe He will continue to heal my body! I also heard today that in Javan's sunday school class they asked for any prayer requests and he asked that they pray for the baby in my tummy. Its makes me so happy to know that he sees and hears us praying for for the baby's health and he believes in His healing ability.
And now.. i am going to attempt to make the insulin generator juice. I know, I know...I said I was going to make it awhile ago. I'll be honest with ya... im not looking forward to it. But, here goes nothin! It God's medicine, right... so I better take it ;-)
Saturday, June 4, 2011
Won't go down without a fight
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
This afternoon I asked Javan if he wanted to go for a walk with me.. his answer "why mom? Did you eat too many carbs?" then he was quiet for a few min and said "mom, what are carbs anyway..."
He is such a little pip! Haha.
Friday, May 27, 2011
My life got flipped, turned upside down....
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.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
I forgot to mention
The good, the bad, and the ugly
Well, first of all. Last week was a great week. Javan had his preschool graduation... which I totally forgot my camera. I tried to take pics with my phone but they were aweful. That says where my brain has been lately!! haha. Saturday was Javan's first T-ball game. He had a great time and I DID remember the camera for THAT. Shew. I will load up pics soon.
The diabetes. Welp... I bought a glucose meter and ...well... my blood sugars were absolutely wild. I would eat 8 wheat thins and they would go up to like 260 or something crazy like that. It was a difficult week, trying to figure out what I was able to eat and what not. I tried just cutting down on the carbs but it didn't help.
It was frustrating and scary and exhausting. On Thursday, I ended up on the floor in tears, begging God to take it all away from me and take care of it. I couldn't handle all of this stress any longer. That night I had a dream that they did an ultrasound and there was a little baby girl in there with dark curly hair and she looked like a toddler and she was DANCING and PLAYING and DOING FLIPTY LOOPS in my tummy and the doctor goes "doesn't she know she's not supposed to be dancing in there. haha.
Lance said that it was God's way of telling me everything is going to be JUST FINE.
Anyway, the next day I noticed that when I ate pickles my blood sugar dropped tremendously. Lance and I were talking about it and realized that we thought maybe it was the vinegar. So, I pretended I was at a bar and took a shot of good ol Apple Cider Vinegar. Boom. my blood sugars dropped about 50 points!! Unbelievable! So... I cut out all carbs and fruit and drank 1T of apple cider vinegar after each meal and exercised 30 min a day and got them down to normal ranges 90-140 but still that waking number I couldn't get down below 140. That number should not be over 100 when pregnant.
I am seeing a doctor tomorrow morning but my midwife believes that I must have had diabetes before this pregnancy and didn't know it. That does explain the 10lb weight loss over the past year. I didn't know that was a symptom. Which, the scary news is that high blood sugars during the first trimester can be very dangerous for the baby... but I didn't know and I can't change time. I just have to trust that God's got it under control. He's hasn't let me down yet!
And speaking of the baby....I went in to see the midwife about the diabetes and while I was there I had an ultrasound. I know, mom... ultrasounds are dangerous for the baby ... BUT IT WAS DRIVING ME CRAZY... and I think the relief of stress was worth it to see a HEALTHY BABY KICKING AND JUMPING AND SUCKING HIS/HER THUMB. Oh how I cried! It was so beautiful!! I have a picture, I will post next.
I think life is on its way to being back to "normal" with a slight variation with this whole diabetes thing. I can handle that...... :-)
Monday, May 16, 2011
God is testing my patience
We toyed around with the idea of going back for another ultrasound on Wednesday but decided against yet. Yes, if I got a heartbeat on the ultrasound, it would ease my peace of mind but if I didn't I think it would just make things worse.... She did hear the pulse of my placenta, so that is good.
The options are:
1. The baby is developing behind the placenta and we just can't see or hear it
2. I actually had a miscarriage and got pregnant again right away meaning that I'm not as far along as we thought. This sounds ridiculous because I didn't experience any bleeding but the midwife says it CAN happen and the body could have absorbed the bleeding...or something like that.
3. I have a blighted ovum - which basically gives you the signs of pregnancy (including increased hcg levels) but no baby. if this were the case, I should have already miscarried by now... but its a possibility.
The thing is...even if there is a complication with the baby, we wouldn't do a D&C anyway. So, we'd have to wait for my body to naturally miscarry. So, what's the point of going for another ultrasound. The next appointment is on June 13th. We can only pray that by then we will hear a heartbeat.
Oh and my blood sugar levels were pretty good. They were a tiny bit high but not alarming. :-)
Friday, May 13, 2011
My big boy
Every day my litle baby gets more and more independant. This was a big day, though...
He had been practicing making his own oatmeal and today he did every step ALL BY HIMSELF!!
He got his bowl, scooped his oatmeal, reached the milk on the top shelf (I can't believe he is THAT tall) poured his own milk, microwaved it himself (and even used oven mits to get the hot bowl out) and then poured just the right amount of frozen blueberries.
Its amazing how excited one can get about oatmeal...but I am THRILLED. One less thing I have for do FOR him. Woo hoo!
My big boy
He had been practicing making his own oatmeal and today he did every step ALL BY HIMSELF!!
He got his bowl, scooped his oatmeal, reached the milk on the top shelf (I can't believe he is THAT tall) poured his own milk, microwaved it himself (and even used oven mits to get the hot bowl out) and then poured just the right amount of frozen blueberries.
Its amazing how excited one can get about oatmeal...but I am THRILLED. One less thing I have for do FOR him. Woo hoo!
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Jesus
I've imagined him as strong, loving, compassionate, full of grace.... the list goes on and on and on..
But, Javan has a way of describing Jesus a little different than the average adult.
Here are a few of the many comments that i hear out of Javan over and over again several times a week.
Can you jump over that huge building? nope. nobody can. Only Jesus can if he wanted to
If Jesus wanted to stomp in a mud puddle he could and he could stomp so hard he would make the whole world shake.
You know, Jesus could eat this whole town if he wanted to.
Today, I put Javan in time out because he talked back to me. I said "You can't talk disrespectfully to me like that. Actually, you can't talk disrespectfully to ANY adult" Javan replies "Even Jesus?"
Its interesting to me how he is trying to figure out on his own who Jesus is.. what he is like.
Monday, May 9, 2011
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Thursday, May 5, 2011
Oh baby baby!
The following Thursday is when everything went down hill. At this point, I thought I was a full 10 weeks along but the nurse could not find a 10 week old fetus in my tummy AT ALL. She was very concerned that there was something terribly wrong. They couldn't find a heartbeat either.
- 3 weeks LMP: 5 - 50 mIU/ml
- 4 weeks LMP: 5 - 426 mIU/ml
- 5 weeks LMP: 18 - 7,340 mIU/ml
- 6 weeks LMP: 1,080 - 56,500 mIU/ml
- 7 - 8 weeks LMP: 7, 650 - 229,000 mIU/ml
- 9 - 12 weeks LMP: 25,700 - 288,000 mIU/ml
- 13 - 16 weeks LMP: 13,300 - 254,000 mIU/ml
- 17 - 24 weeks LMP: 4,060 - 165,400 mIU/ml
- 25 - 40 weeks LMP: 3,640 - 117,000 mIU/ml
- Non-pregnant females: <5.0 mIU/ml
- Postmenopausal females: <9.5 mIU/ml








