Well, He-Beastie is Excited
I have to redo the dreaded 3-hour glucose tolerance test Wednesday morning. This time I am bringing my own blanket and pillow so when the inevitable lightheadedness and nausea hit, I can lay down on something familiar.
I have been on a very low-carbohydrate diet since I got the dreaded news last Wednesday (the test was last Tuesday) and I have read that even doing that for a week can significantly improve your insulin resistance. Admitedly, I was eating a lot of bad carbs before the first two tests. Even worse, I was drinking a soda a day because it helped settle my still-sensitive stomach in the late afternoon. Even if I “pass” this second 3GTT, I am going to keep eating like this for the duration of the pregnancy.
He-beastie, by the way, thinks glucose tests are fantastic fun. He goes bonkers when I eat something as mundane as salad, so the rush of the 100mg of glucose pounded down in a mere five minutes is utter ecstacy. It looked like someone was popping popcorn in my uterus — POW! BAM! POP! — for at least 30 minutes once the glucose hit his system. Too bad we can’t combine the glucose test with the ultrasound on Friday as it would be a hoot to watch that kind of activity on an ultraound monitor.