I'm taking a blogging break. There's nothing I'm going to say in the next week that won't sound like depressive rambling and bitching. I need to be away from the computer for a while, and that includes blogging. I'm just so down right now, you have no idea. Maybe a break from the computer will help somewhat. So I'll see you in a week, maybe a bit more.
Friday, May 11, 2012
I went to the Bushnell and saw Maya Angelou last night and it was really special. Did you know that she is 84!?! And she was very full of life, reciting poems and singing songs and making us all laugh and cry. "A" was feeling not so hot b/c she has gall stones and is in a lot of discomfort, surgery scheduled for Monday. But we all had a great time despite our various health complaints. I am also feeling not so hot. I get really, really tired, like bone tired and it's hard to keep food down sometimes, but I really have to try so I can regulate my blood sugar. I went to a mothers' tea party at Mimi's school and it was nice, thou I did have an interesting conversation with this chick who I went to a few times for chiropractic work. She asked me if I was preg and I said yup. She asked me how things were going and I said okay except I have gestational diabetes and it's kind of got me down. Opportunity to lift up a fellow mama with a few encouraging words, right? Well, she goes something to the effect of: I know you probably don't want to hear this but you sort of brought that on yourself, and kind of did that tisk tisk head shake. I felt like saying , Honey, I know you don't want to hear this but the reason why I switched chiropractors is because you consistently showed up 15 minutes late for appointments and I was stuck waiting outside your locked office, and one time you didn't even show up at all. Oh ya, and the teachers have a running joke about how long you're going to be leaving your son with them after pick-up time every afternoon, and I really can't blame 'em. So right now I'm babysitting for two of my friends' sons and trying to stay awake. One of the boys was hiding behind a wall and jumped out to scare me (which he did, half to death) and in doing so catapulted himself into a little shelf and broke everything on it, which included a salt and pepper shaker that my grandmother gave me and a little mommy pot for tiny flowers. I have to clean the house before tomorrow which is Maxwell's little birthday get-together and wondering where on earth I'm going to get the energy. Okay, I am feeling pretty awful. I'm going to try to stay in that Maya Angelou place I was in last night. It won't be easy. Like Dr. Angelou says, but still, like dust, I'll rise. I am feeling kind of dusty right now.
That's a quote from Ms. Angelou :)
Monday, May 7, 2012
My friend Mary got tickets to see Maya Angelou at the Bushnell and invited me and the girl we mentor! YAY! I could use some inspiring words and a night out with my girls :) Now please, blood sugar, behave and don't make me miss this! I took a class on Maya Angelou and her work at UConn, and it was really great, so I'm familiar with all her work up until about 2001.
That big smile is going to be mine on Thursday!
Sunday, May 6, 2012
So this pregnancy is becoming a little complicated. I felt very shaky and weak and faint, and it turned out my blood sugar was totally out of control. I need to take lots of insulin: I take 2 different kinds and I have to inject one kind when I wake up and then before I go to sleep. The other one I inject right before each meal. My diet is super controlled: no white sugar (good riddance, honestly) or simple carbs, complex carbs welcomed up to 45 grams per meal. Then there's the blood sugar checks. I do that eight times a day. It's a whole lot of poking. Last night I started getting really sick. By the afternoon I felt like I was going to cross the veil any second. So I called my OBGYN and she wanted me to go to the hospital for an I.V. and a chest x-ray (which it turned out I didn't need, the problem there was my sinuses). I felt like I was going to faint any second, in fact I think I kind of did faint for a few seconds, but finally they took my blood sugar and it was 62!!!! That is low, folks. Hence the below picture. They gave me orange juice (kind of a treat since it's now off the dietary list) and started the I.V. After about 25 minutes I started feeling like I might make it through after all.
Here I am preparing to meet my maker.
My view from the hospital bed. See, the fluid bag is almost gone. It took about an hour and a half. At this point I'm feeling good enough to notice the blog opportunity.
Every year for Christmas I ask for socks. This is why. I have no matching socks! These were at least in the same ballpark.
Chris staying chipper and letting my wise cracks roll off. A good sport of a husband.
A final self portrait I will call 'Ready to Bounce', just waiting for the nurse to come in to remove the I.V. I've had funner days but at least I'm feeling better now. I'm going to my endocrinologist tomorrow for continued care!