As predicted, I failed my 1 hour glucose test. They want you to be below 130, I was 163. Yikes!
So I have to go back for the dreaded 3 hour glucose tolerance test. I luckily have a test planned for first period on Tuesday and no 2nd period, so Tuesday at 7 AM it is. In the meantime I have a carb loaded diet to follow for 3 days. Then fast the day of the test. I think I might die by 10 AM not eating. My stomach starts growling about 20 minutes after I wake up in the morning. Watch out world, I will be one grumpy girl on Tuesday morning.
Since I believe I am a somewhat healthy eater (I hardly ever drink soda, lots of fresh veggies, organic as much as possible, and not a major sweet person), I'm blaming my high sugar on my mom's gene in me. It will be quite depressing to me if I have to give up pasta and potatoes for the rest of my pregnancy. I'm keeping my fingers crossed I can pass the next go around. In true Marisa fashion, I'm expecting the worst- concluding with a C-section to deliver my 12 lb. baby.
The good news? Is there any?? Yes! All my other blood work was good. I'm not anemic.
More good news! Our new carpet will be installed tomorrow. Parker has one last night to barf on our bedroom carpet. We're checking things off the list. Nugget's furniture will be here in another week or two.
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