December 2002
10 posts
I am truly moving into the realm of the ridiculous. For the past several weeks, I have been complaining to Ben about the difficult time I’ve had showering and getting ready in the mornings. Today I actually had to sit on the floor of the shower to rest before I could wash my hair. I feel pretty damn pathetic.
Bissinger’s has some pretty darn tasty sugar-free raspberry caramels. They are pretty darn pricey as well, but I will take what I can get.
This crappy diet gets worse as time goes on. I was told to call if I was having high blood sugars. My sugars one hour after meals is supposed to be below 140. Twice last week they were in the 150s after I ate food that worked fine for me previously. So I call. Now I am being punished. I am supposed to cut out my milk at breakfast and my fruit at dinner.
This morning I had one crappy pancake,...
I know some of you will be relieved that I no longer have my festive colors up. Bunch of big poos.
I had a wonderful Christmas. I just forgot to have Ben show me how to set my pocket pc to remind me when I need to take my blood sugar. Shame on me.
We are, fortunately, done with Soprano watching. Not that I dislike the Sopranos. We just spent so much time watching them that I missed a lot...
Ben and I attended the anesthesia lecture on Saturday morning. Wasn’t something I felt I gleaned any info from, as I was already planning on an epidural. Sunday was our all-day Lamaze class. They don’t really cover all that much lamaze anymore. It’s more of a labor/birth class. I did rather like it. It would have been better if I had had more than 8 hours sleep this...
I have now followed my diabetic diet for two meals. I think one of the points which will disturb me the most is that if I finish my glass of milk, I can’t have another. I am generally a two glass per meal person. Then there is the matter of vegetables. For lunch and dinner, I have to eat a entire cup of veggies each time. FOr lunch today, I will be having one full cup of carrot sticks...
I am terribly overdue in forcing all of you to stare at photos of my beer gut. Please forgive me. Note the belly-button coming out of hiding.
It’s now official. I flunked the 3 hour GTT (glucose tolerance test) for the second time. I have GD (gestational diabetes). I now get to test my blood sugar 4-5 per day, and make an appointment with a nutritionist. I really don’t know how that will go. I have never needed to restrict myself on my eating habits before. Partially because I am not normally into sweets and dessert. ...
It’s a snow day from work for Tempe! Benefits of being a part-time employee with a flexible schedule. Unfortunately, there is nothing fun I can think of to do. Just boring chores that have to be attended to.
We picked the crib up from the store yesterday. Ben doesn’t seem to be bothered by the idea of putting this item together, though I do have to say, it seems there will be much fewer steps. I am not finished with the room painting yet. My time is quickly running out. Hopefully, I can get further today.
Ben and I have taken the tackiness of our house decorations to new heights this year. ...