It all started with NinjaMan having to travel with work. He told me that he would leave Thursday afternoon with a coworker, drive 8 hours to pick up an Airman and turn right around and head home. But this is the military, nothing ever goes as planned. I thought I'd be just fine, I could get through 2 days of being by myself, no problem. Thursday night went by and I was fine.
Friday--I get a call from NinjaMan saying the Airman's plane was delayed and he would have to stay that night and wait for the Airman's plane to get in. So that night I decide to treat myself to a movie to help pass the time. I saw the movie "Remember Me", it was a good movie, sad ending, but still good. NinjaMan was at a base waiting on the guy he was suppose to pick up, this base is only about 2 1/2 hours from NinjaMan's parents' house, so his family drove over to be with him since he was so close. At least he got to see his family, but that was about the only cool thing that happened during his trip.
Saturday-- I woke up,ate breakfast, and felt tired and lazy so I decided to play Modern Warfare 2 for a little while. --Yes I like video games, NinjaMan and I are a nerd couple at times. :)-- About 11:30 I noticed I was feeling flushed so I got up to grab a drink and checked my blood sugar since it was 2 hours after eating breakfast. My blood sugar registered 300! The machine even said "Ketones?" at the top, which it has never done before and only does this when it's dangerously high. So I call Hot Mama because I was a little freaked out by this. While talking to her I calibrated the machine to make sure it wasn't just a mistake. The meter read 286, so I knew that my blood sugar really was that high and I needed to do something. Hot Mama said to call my doctor and let them know everything that's going on and find out what I should do. I had to call Labor & Delivery because it was the weekend and the OB Clinic wasn't open. I frantically search for the number while fussing at myself for not already having it programmed in my phone. I call L&D and explain everything and the nurse gets my info and says she will call me back after she speaks with the doc on call. I hurried upstairs to get a little bag together just in case I needed to go to the hospital. Apparently while texting Hot Mama that I would call her when I hear back from the doc, the doc calls back and my stupid phone didn't ring so they left a voicemail. When I tried to check my voicemail I get a recording saying that my voicemail for my phone had been updated and before I could listen to my messages, I had to program my voicemail. What perfect timing!!!! Thanks verizon!!! So I hurriedly set my voicemail and finally am able to check my message. The nurse said the doc wanted me to come in so they could monitor me and make sure Baby Ninja was ok. I called Hot Mama and told her I needed to go to the hospital and asked her to call NinjaMan and explain everything and tell him that I would call him on my way to the hospital. I had to take a shower,I know that sounds silly,but I wasn't about to be stuck in a hospital for hours and possibly deliver Baby Ninja by myself while stinking. So I do a quick run through the shower and finish packing my toiletry bag to take with me. While getting dressed my phone rings, it was NinjaMan....men just don't listen. So I answer the phone and try to finish getting dressed with one hand--not an easy task! I explain everything to him and tell him I'm bout to leave the house and tell him I will update him as soon as I know something. I know he was worried and that's why he couldn't wait to call, it was sweet,but aggravating too. I finally make it to the car and fast,but carefully make my way to the Base Hospital. Just as I'm getting ahead of traffic I see a police car with the lights flashing and a line of cars,with headlights on, behind it. OMG!! It's a funeral! I think "what great timing" and pull over to pay respects while wondering what the protocol for emergencies like mine are in these situations. But, the people who lost their loved one wouldn't know my situation and would only think I was a disrespectful jerk, so I stayed put until they passed. I get ahead of traffic again and finally make it to the base gate. I had to kind of cut in front of someone but they wouldn't let me over and I needed to be in the line they were in. I felt bad cutting in front of them,but I figured my situation made it acceptable. I get to the hospital and end up parking on the opposite side of the only unlocked doors in the hospital. I make the hike to the center of the hospital and finally find the elevators that lead to Labor & Delivery.
I finally make it up to L&D and was immediately put in a room. My blood sugar was taken again and was still high. Then they had me change into a hospital gown and hooked up leads to me so they could monitor the baby and me, just like they do with my Non Stress Tests. The nurse came in and told me that I was dehydrated and that was probably why my blood sugar was high, so they needed me to drink lots of water. A guy came in with a jug of water and told me to drink as much as I could so he didn't have to stick me with an IV. I drank as much as I could,but the guy came back in saying they needed to give me some saline through the IV. The nurse claimed that he had never "missed" on an IV in a year and that was his going record. He got the IV in,but couldn't get it to stick in the vein, my dehydration caused my arms and hands to swell, making it harder for him to find the vein. After moving around the needle a bit, which hurt alot, he decided to try again. After failing on the second try, the nurse told me that he was going to have to put the IV in the elbow crease of my arm. This hurt ALOT, but I managed to make it through, and was told not to bend my arm at all because it would mess up the IV. I was already having to lay on my side because of the NST, but my hip and back were starting to hurt. When they hooked me up for the NST I told them that at OB Clinic they let me sit up in a chair, but they told me I couldn't lay on my back. After 10 minutes of trying to deal with the pain, I buzzed the nurse and told her I was hurting and asked if there was any way I could change positions. After 5 minutes of laying in pain trying to keep my arm straight, the nurse finally came in and told me they were going to let me sit up.
In the midst of all of this I tried to update NinjaMan and my family on my progress,but the reception was horrible! So I sat there, for 4 hours, alone and bored, trying not to worry because of my and my baby's heart rate. Let's just say it wasn't fun at all, but I tried to get some rest anyway.
They decided to release me when my blood sugar went back down to 110,but the doctor still wanted to do an ultrasound to be sure everything was alright. That was the best part of my day because I got to see my baby's adorable little nose and face!! I could see him breathing through his nostrils!!!
I wasn't so much nervous about being alone and possibly having to deliver Baby Ninja as I was nervous that NinjaMan wouldn't be there in time for the birth. NinjaMan was very worried and did manage to make it back that night, he wouldn't let me do anything either!!! He told me to not worry about doing anything and to just rest and hydrate...such a sweet hubby. :) I'm just happy my family cares enough to leave everything (including Easter Egg Hunts) at the drop of a hat to come and make sure I am ok, and for that I am very grateful!
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Friday, April 2, 2010
Life is a rollercoaster.
Life is just one big rollercoaster ride! One second you feel on top of the world,another you feel like you're plummeting down...heading below to shake the devil's hand, the next you feel like you're going backwards, reliving things from childhood.All of these things are life and, in their own way, are great experiences.
I went back to the doctor Thursday and he checked my blood sugar log book. I actually thought that the numbers were fine and was proud of my numbers. My fasting numbers have been around the 95 area in the mornings and my diet numbers have been pretty good, but apparently not good enough. You'd think that numbers like 98,99,or 97 would be pretty acceptable when you're aiming for 95, but I guess when they said 95 or below, they really meant low 90's. And so, yet again my dosage was increased, now to 1 1/2 Glyburide before bed and 1/2 in the mornings and the next step will be insulin. I thought about this for a while yesterday. I'm now 35 weeks pregnant, when I go back to the doctor I will be 36 weeks pregnant;considering I have diabetes, I'm more likely to go into labor before I reach 40 weeks. So by the time we get this diabetes/blood sugars under control, I will more than likely be going into labor. i do realize that the baby can get bigger if they aren't controlled and complications can arise, but from the looks of my NST's (non stress test) and weekly ultrasounds....my baby is doing just fine. I just find it a bit funny that by the time we get my sugars regulated, it will be time to have the baby.
This time I don't feel any guilt about the dosage increase, my meal sugars are under control, if you look at my sugar logbook you can see the high numbers are out of my control, so now I'm just mad at my body. It's one of those times where you say "just cooperate already!".
Speaking of my body not cooperating, I'm also sick! I think it's the pollen that's making my throat sore. I drive a red car,candy apple red, but at the moment, it's green with pollen! Pollen usually doesn't affect me at all,but I guess when you're pregnant, alot of things that didn't affect you before, affect you now. And, to top off the sore throat and headaches, NinjaMan isn't here to take care of me. The one time in my pregnancy that I get sick, his work required him to travel 8 hours away and be gone for a weekend...figures. So, it's just me and NinjaKitty, just like last year about this time when NinjaMan was overseas. The bright side here is that I got use to being alone so being alone for a weekend is easy, but man is it boring! I'm a BIG movie watcher, but last year I got so bored with watching movies and tv. I watch movies by myself when NinjaMan is home,but it's just not the same, he's always in the same room so I never feel alone. But I guess it's the fact that I don't hear him fussing at his video games in the background that makes me feel so alone, the fact that he isn't right here for me to just walk over and give him a hug. At least I have my NinjaKitty, it's nice to be followed around the house and have him waiting right outside my door when I'm going to sleep. --He sheds really bad so we don't let him in our room or lay on the beds, also we like to sleep with the doors closed and he always wakes us up to go out.But it's nice to have him snuggle with me when I'm at the computer, it's like he knows when I want company and he's always here to purr in my lap. :)
Back to the original subject, I am sick and I do NOT want to go out today, but bills need to be paid and if I wait till Monday, they'll be late. :( And so I must put on a brave, but impatient face and run these errands as fast as possible. So lookout world, there's an impatient,sick, pregnant woman on the loose!!
I went back to the doctor Thursday and he checked my blood sugar log book. I actually thought that the numbers were fine and was proud of my numbers. My fasting numbers have been around the 95 area in the mornings and my diet numbers have been pretty good, but apparently not good enough. You'd think that numbers like 98,99,or 97 would be pretty acceptable when you're aiming for 95, but I guess when they said 95 or below, they really meant low 90's. And so, yet again my dosage was increased, now to 1 1/2 Glyburide before bed and 1/2 in the mornings and the next step will be insulin. I thought about this for a while yesterday. I'm now 35 weeks pregnant, when I go back to the doctor I will be 36 weeks pregnant;considering I have diabetes, I'm more likely to go into labor before I reach 40 weeks. So by the time we get this diabetes/blood sugars under control, I will more than likely be going into labor. i do realize that the baby can get bigger if they aren't controlled and complications can arise, but from the looks of my NST's (non stress test) and weekly ultrasounds....my baby is doing just fine. I just find it a bit funny that by the time we get my sugars regulated, it will be time to have the baby.
This time I don't feel any guilt about the dosage increase, my meal sugars are under control, if you look at my sugar logbook you can see the high numbers are out of my control, so now I'm just mad at my body. It's one of those times where you say "just cooperate already!".
Speaking of my body not cooperating, I'm also sick! I think it's the pollen that's making my throat sore. I drive a red car,candy apple red, but at the moment, it's green with pollen! Pollen usually doesn't affect me at all,but I guess when you're pregnant, alot of things that didn't affect you before, affect you now. And, to top off the sore throat and headaches, NinjaMan isn't here to take care of me. The one time in my pregnancy that I get sick, his work required him to travel 8 hours away and be gone for a weekend...figures. So, it's just me and NinjaKitty, just like last year about this time when NinjaMan was overseas. The bright side here is that I got use to being alone so being alone for a weekend is easy, but man is it boring! I'm a BIG movie watcher, but last year I got so bored with watching movies and tv. I watch movies by myself when NinjaMan is home,but it's just not the same, he's always in the same room so I never feel alone. But I guess it's the fact that I don't hear him fussing at his video games in the background that makes me feel so alone, the fact that he isn't right here for me to just walk over and give him a hug. At least I have my NinjaKitty, it's nice to be followed around the house and have him waiting right outside my door when I'm going to sleep. --He sheds really bad so we don't let him in our room or lay on the beds, also we like to sleep with the doors closed and he always wakes us up to go out.But it's nice to have him snuggle with me when I'm at the computer, it's like he knows when I want company and he's always here to purr in my lap. :)
Back to the original subject, I am sick and I do NOT want to go out today, but bills need to be paid and if I wait till Monday, they'll be late. :( And so I must put on a brave, but impatient face and run these errands as fast as possible. So lookout world, there's an impatient,sick, pregnant woman on the loose!!
Food for thought.
I can't believe it has only been a week since my birthday, all the things that have happened makes it feel like its been a month! I didn't even feel 21 on my birthday, I felt like it was any other day, not a bad one, just normal. I guess that happens when you get older, you don't get as many gifts and reach a point where you feel older than what you are. I feel like I'm 24, not 21; but that's probably due to the fact that I don't party or drink like most people my age. People have always told me that I'm more mature than others my age. I'm goofy,funny and I love to laugh, but I guess I just know from watching others older than me that the partying and sleeping around really doesn't get you anywhere.I'm not saying it's not good to have fun, I just can't see the appealing part in drinking til you're drunk. I can kind of understand a celebratory or relaxing kind of drinking,but getting drunk is just something I don't understand.Who really wants to throw up all night and feel horrible in the morning? Nobody. Some people think it's worth the fun they have while they're drunk, but that just goes to show you that those people don't think ahead and consider consequences. I guess that's what it all comes down to, do you consider the consequences? And do you care about those consequences? It's like speeding and getting a ticket, you knew it could happen,but yet you still do it and complain when it "catches up to you". Just some food for thought. Things I think about and wander if others think about these types of things.
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