After complaining about having to drink the nasty syrup for my gestational diabetes test, is turns out my results were high. I have to go back in first thing Tuesday morning for a three-hour test; this time having fasted after midnight. Oh, yuck. Of course, the paranoid in me started looking up the worst things that can happen and now I’m all worried about the possibility that I may have it.
I admit I thought there wasn’t a chance because I haven’t gained that much weight, overall (20 pounds total, and I’m right at 29 weeks), and I was under the impression that gestational diabetes was just a cause of severe weight gain and eating like a pig. But I also know many women experience a higher-than-usual result during their first test and the follow-up usually comes back negative. So I don’t particularly care to spend three hours at the office on Tuesday.
But my results weren’t all that high — I think the nurse said 159 — and I’ve read that normal levels are between 70-150, which puts me slightly above the high end. And this is after some I had some Raisin Bran and a little coffee. They told me to just not overdo it with sweet stuff, so I didn’t.
I guess my iron was really low, too, though, so I might have to take an additional supplement. That’s not a big deal. I just don’t want to pile on any more worries.
Also, have you seen these awful Schick “Trim Style” razor commercials? Offensive, to say the least.