29w3d Failed Glucose Test

So I received the lovely news from my OB last week that I failed my glucose test, which meant that I had to return to my OB’s office on Friday to undergo further testing to see whether I have gestational diabetes.  Apparently between 2 and 10 percent of expectant moms develop gestational diabetes, and it basically means that I have abnormally high levels of sugar in my blood, which puts Baby Z at risk for being too fat at birth.  My OB said that my glucose level was right at the cut-off point:  the test is normal or negative if the glucose level is 135 mg./dl. or lower.  (So any reading below 135 mg./dl. is considered within normal limits, and the mother is at very low risk for developing gestational diabetes.)

I just failed the test at 140 mg./dl., which meant that I had to return for a long, tortuous three-hour glucose tolerance test. I had to fast overnight and head to my OB’s office early the next morning so that I could drink yet another yucky orange glucose drink and a nervous lab technician with pink hair took a vial of blood from me every hour on the hour for 3 hours (4 blood draws total).

Yeah, it was as awful as it sounds, made especially more so because the vampires, I mean, lab techs at my OB’s office could not find my veins to save their lives.  Both of my arms now look like those of a heroine addict.

I also forgot to bring a good book for the long waits in between blood draws, so I ended up playing silent games of “I Spy” in the waiting room.  I think at one point I spied with my little eye 4 Bugaboo strollers, 3 slobbering babies, 3 bored dads, 2 nursing moms, and 1 ginormous boob.  (Not mine, in case you’re wondering.)

It’s now Monday, and the wait continues.  Please, please let me pass the test.

At least one positive thing came out of this experience:  I now have zero desire to see the new Twilight movie.   A ginormous bloodsucking baby that tears out of the womb hits a little too close to home.

Will keep y’all posted.


23w6d Prenatal Appointment (24 weeks)

Baby Z and I had our first prenatal appointment sans Daddy Z this week 😦  J couldn’t make it because he had a doctor’s appointment of his own.  Boo.

All is well, though. Baby Z’s heartbeat is steady at 140 bpm, and he even showed off a little for our doctor by kicking (visibly) during our visit.  I’m beginning to notice that Baby Z starts kicking up a fuss whenever I sit or lie down for prolonged periods of time – his way of telling me that I’m boring him!  Which is probably just as well, because I used to sit all day at my desk without ever getting up for a stretch or walk – now I’m reminded every half hour or so to get up and take a short stroll (usually to the bathroom).  Baby Z is already watching out for my health 🙂

Our OB also gave me a glucose drink for my next visit in one month.  I didn’t know this, but apparently between 24 and 28 weeks of pregnancy, many doctors check for gestational diabetes, a high blood sugar condition that some women get during pregnancy.  According to Baby Center, between 2 and 5 percent of expectant mothers develop gestational diabetes, making it one of the most common health problems during pregnancy. And because the condition rarely causes any symptoms, testing is the only way to find out whether you have it.

So in a few weeks, I’ll have to fast for 14 hours and chug this bad boy one hour before the test.  When I arrive for the test, the technician will take a blood sample to measure my fasting blood glucose level.  Fun stuff.

It’s a good thing that I scheduled my next OB visit/glucose test for first thing in the morning!  These days, I’m not sure if I can fast for 14 minutes, much less 14 hours.

And hopefully this drink tastes better than it looks.