I did not pass the 2 hour test :-( but it wasn't so bad as to be in the category of gestational diabetes. However, the doctor said that I had impaired glucose tolerance and she will send me for nutritional counselling. It could develop into gestational diabetes if my glucose level doesn't stay in check. The baby is measuring slightly large, in the 77th percentile (50th percentile being an average baby) so still within normal, but she doesn't want him getting too big. Also, I did not pass the pee stick test, which I had always passed up until this point. There are two little colours on the end of the stick, one is for protein, which I usually get a trace reading, and the other is for glucose. I was always worried about the protein (after all, it is much more serious of a problem) and the glucose never even showed a trace before. But this week it changed to the second last colour on the scale, so quite high for that test. I don't know how this changed so quickly/ abruptly.
I'm going next week for the nutritional counselling, some lady called and left a message today for me to join some sort of diabetes education class.
I also had a growth scan on the day at the hospital, and that went fine. We were relieved that aside from measuring slightly large, there were no abnormalities. In fact the technician was questioning why we were there and made me feel kind of bad, like I'm wasting their valuable time by my whimsical wish to see the baby. He didn't offer to print us any pictures and frankly we didn't feel comfortable asking him because of the vibes he was giving off. We didn't want to get yelled at so we were content to just see the baby. Me just for a few fleeting moments, because most of the time the screen was out of view, and although I was straining to see, the technician turned it further away. Sheesh! He showed it to me at the end for a few moments. I could see the baby's head, and it looked very cute. Also he showed us the lips and nose, to confirm that he does not have cleft lip. I didn't see much of anything else, and we were rushed out the door to wait for the doctor's analysis. The doctor came a bit later and said she had a slight concern about the heartbeat and wanted to do a non-stress test for 20 minutes to see the pattern over a longer time. So I was hooked up to a machine that measured the heartbeat and the fetal movement as well as uterine contractions. Unfortunately, I kept coughing, because of my cold, so it was showing up as contractions on the test. But that did not really matter, it just made it hard to tell if I was having a "real" contraction or not. The heartbeat was supposed to get above a certain level at least twice, and it did, so the doctor sent me on my way.
This evening DH and I went to the infant/child CPR and First Aid course (3 hours, at night). It was good, but a real repetition of what I already knew from years of lifeguarding, and I used to work as a first aid instructor also during the summer, way back when. A few things have changed, though, it is good to get updated. I'm more looking forward to the regular Prenatal classes, which we will take next month. I think I will learn more there, since I don't have too much knowledge or experience around those topics (childbirth and newborn care).
Well, I hope that I learn more about what to eat at the dietary counselling next week. I feel bad every time I eat something because I wonder what it is doing to my blood sugar level. I don't even know what to buy, and for sure our house is stocked with the "wrong" kind of food for a low glycemic index. Need to research that topic a bit. Also, I need to get rid of this horrible cold. It hurts to cough. I'm taking tomorrow afternoon off to rest. I probably need more time, but I am not organized enough at work to take more than that right now. I feel like I'm getting behind and things are falling off my plate as it is.
As for the baby, he is moving around a lot. Even during the first aid class, I would look down and see my stomach moving around, because the baby was changing positions.
I wish we had gotten a picture from the ultrasound. I will ask next time, whenever that is. I don't know, this time I really got a sense that I was going to be told off just for asking, so I didn't go for it.