I had another OB appointment this morning- this time it was the dreaded 3 hour glucose test. But before I get into that, let me back up a bit.
Two days last week, Thursday and Sunday, I had a bit of a fainting scare. The first time it happened, I was home alone with Isabella and in the shower. I was a little shaken up for the rest of the day, but fine. The second time was Sunday morning at HEB. I was by myself- it was one of those rare, coveted trips. I felt it coming on and had time to push some products to the side and sit down on one of the shelves in an aisle. I was just minding my own business, but evidently when a pregnant woman turns pale and plops herself and her belly down in the middle of an aisle, people look. A store worker was standing nearby and so was another lady. They both asked me if I was okay and the worker when to go get a manager. A manager, really? I'm fine! I just need to sit. The other lady refused to leave me and told the manager to get me water. I asked if she was a mother because not many people would be as nice to me as she was. She indeed has 2 kids of her own. I just sat there for a few minutes and drank my water and finally convinced everyone that I was fine- no need for the electric wheelchair on my way out. Seriously, it was embarrassing.
But both incidents really freaked me out because well, when your vision is starting to tunnel out and you are all alone or alone with your child, you kind of start to panic. I called my doctor on Monday morning and got my appointment for next Monday pushed up to today. Baby is doing great :) and I passed my test! When I spoke to my doctor about my near fainting spells, she said that because I failed the one hour glucose test, that is an indication that my blood sugar levels aren't always
consistent, which would explain it. I have always been the kind of person to get lightheaded easily, or get the whole "head rush" thing if I stand up too quickly. So, I guess it all goes hand in hand. She said to eat a protein snack every two hours, which will be work since I'm not hungry near that often. And since they were working with my blood, they went ahead and ran my iron count again. It was still low, but it had improved from the previous visit- which is good.
All in all, a good visit. The best part as usual- getting to hear my baby's heartbeat! Don't get me wrong, I want him to finish baking, but I can't wait to have him here :) And yes, he finally has a name. I know many of you know already, but I'll post in when I finish painting the letters for his room :)