It’s actually been a pretty awesome day, what with it being Joseph’s birthday and all… except for the fact that I woke up with a blood sugar of 263 and this headache has been nagging at me on and off.
Last Friday when I went in to see Katy about the headache and the diabetes, she gave me a barbiturate to try for the headache (apparently, it’s too late to try a blood patch) and adjusted my diabetes regimen to include a shot of Lantus (a long-acting insulin) at night before bedtime. I don’t know what the fuck is going on, but apparently I’m going to have to knock out my last snack before bedtime – that 263 was AFTER 10 UNITS of Lantus, up from 5 units the night before. Can two pieces of bread and some vinegar really jack me that much? Apparently, it can.
But looking for a diabetic-friendly diet is kind of a joke for me because I can’t afford to lose any weight at all. I am in the ultimate “damned if you do, damned if you don’t” scenario. If I follow the standard diet, there won’t be enough caloric intake to justify living, let alone breastfeeding.
Oh, and there’s no guarantee at this point that it’ll even go away. It should be getting better every day, and instead, it seems to be getting worse. In a small number of women who develop gestational diabetes, the condition triggers a full on-set of EITHER Type I or Type II Diabetes. Well, bloody fucking hell. All conditions point to a full-blown Type I condition for me – which REALLY pisses me off because I don’t know how to cure it – but there’s no way to even address it until after the first of the year because no endocrinologist would bother looking twice until the six-week mark has passed.
Did I already bitch about this? Am I being redundant?
In other news:
What do you think of the new haircut? I just did it today, myself. I layered it to give it more body, but it’s still just long enough to tie back if I want. I did this after I cut Joseph’s hair and Nana’s hair.
This is the full view of my new haircut:
And we cut Nana’s hair, too – ALL OFF! It was about half-way down her back. I won’t post a picture of the front until we finish dying it and I fine-tune the bangs.
But, most importantly, Joseph doesn’t look like a complete ragamuffin anymore!
Of course, I know that you REALLY just clicked to see pictures of the baby… Here is the Ellis-Lopez Family Traditional Baby-in-a-Basket picture.
Daniel was trying very hard to communicate something here… I think it ended up being a need for a clean diaper. He is such a strange, amazing child – he actually tries to communicate a need BEFORE going to the crying and screaming. There are times I wonder if I’m up to the challenge…
Then comes his very first bath at home! Sorry, I didn’t get any “in the process pictures”… maybe tomorrow. He’s such a messy eater with the bottles that we definitely need to keep him bathed every couple of days or so.
This was so awesome: The night that I was converted from “patient” to “boarder”, I realized that I didn’t have ANY of the medication that I needed, and after a stress-filled hour or two, I called Joe to go pick up my meds and bring them to me in the hospital – at 12:30 at night. Not only did my awesome and amazing husband do this, but he also stayed there with me that night, and here’s the proof, with Daniel sleeping on his chest. (That little wire-looking-thing is the gavage tube that was used to feed Daniel at the time.)
And now, the cutest thing ever – the Three Amigos!