This past Thursday I had my one hour glucose test at Dr. W's. I had been feeling pretty lousy for a couple days but figured that was just the way it was when you're the size of the marshmallow man. On my way in to work I started having a lot of contractions, eventually they got up to 8-10 contractions in an hour - nothing painful - just kind of a burning sensation like last time. I figured that I probably just needed to have my dosage increased on the medicine she prescribed awhile back, and I'd ask the nurse while doing the glucose test....boy was I wrong.
After drawing my blood for the glucose test I was whisked to the back and hooked up to the fetal monitors and the machine that measures contractions. Everyone was able to see and feel the contractions while I was being hooked up, but of course once everything was in place the contractions stopped. I was there for a quite awhile and of course none occurred while on the monitor. In the end, Dr. W sent me home on bed rest until the following day as long as I didn't have any more contractions. I went home only had a couple more while lying down and was excited the additional medicine helped and I could be back at work the next day.
The next morning my cell phone rang while at the office. I had failed my glucose test and due to the prior day's events and the glucose situation, I was put back on bed rest. The bed rest was to last until my 3 hour glucose test scheduled on Monday. The weekend was not fun but Casey went and bought 2 frames for our most recent ultrasound pics and set them up on my nightstand. Whenever I wanted to get up, I'd look at the babies and somehow managed to last through the entire weekend. Needless to say, it wasn't the weekend I had planned.
Monday morning I went and spent the entire morning at Dr. W's for my 3 hour glucose test. The entire time I felt awful and just posted up in the comfy recliner in her office. I figured with the way I felt about an hour and half after drinking the glucose, the test would reveal I had gestational diabetes. I also mentioned I had started to experience some cramping and of course that somehow turned into the bed rest for the remainder of that day, too. I was told I could go to work on Tuesday (today) if I had no more cramping or contractions. Luckily, all that ended.
This morning I was eager to get up and be a part of society again. I was in the office by 5:30 am to be ready for a 6 am conference call. Around 9 am Dr. W's office called and confirmed I had gestational diabetes....big disappointment (but expected).
Tomorrow is my regular 2 week visit and I'll get more info on what we need to do and what our next steps are. As of now, I have my appt with the dietitian on 2/10 and will be monitoring my blood sugar 4 times a day beginning tomorrow. After all the craziness this week, Dr. W did mention that she'd prefer we not go to New Mexico and stay closer to home in the coming weeks. Sadly our hotel reservations have been canceled and it looks like will be in Willis instead of Red River next week. On the other hand, today was much better and I didn't have any contractions or cramping. We'll see what tomorrow's visit brings....
3 comments:
After the twins are born, you will be begging for someone to put you on bed rest! Enjoy the rest while you can. There will be no more for 18 years! (Actually more like 5 years - then they will go to school)
Hopefully everything works out!
Sounds like the twins are getting an early start on ruining Turner family events. Might as well get used to it.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GRAND POOBA!!!!!!
I've enjoyed reading your blog and keeping up on your progress... I'm so happy for y'all!!!
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