Tuesday, July 28, 2015

Reality Check

While I sit here on hold with my insurance company organising changes and cancellations of policies on both new and old homes reality is hitting me that after tomorrow I will no longer being living in this house.

We brought this home 3 1/2 years ago and it was the first time either of us moved out of home and the first time living together. It's been an amazing few years and I'm sad to say goodbye to our first home, Tom Selleck.

I'm excited about having more room, a bigger kitchen and TWO TOILETS! But I am really going to miss this place.

As I drove into the driveway this afternoon... The last time I would be coming home to this house. I got a little emotional about it all.

So many great things have happened in this house but it is time to say goodbye. Tomorrow the truck with arrive all all of our belongs will be packed up and shipped off down the road to make new memories.

This year has been HUGE so far and after this move we STILL have the little one on the way.
2015... where have you gone?!


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Saturday, July 4, 2015

That's NOT All Folks

I had a follow up appointment with the diabetes ladies at the hospital this week to check how my glucose levels were going. I am on a medication that causes high blood sugar and so my levels have not been great and they decided to put me on insulin to help get my levels under control.

So now I am taking two types of insulin three times a day. Fun times!

We are hoping that in a couple of weeks when I stop taking this other medication, that I might be able to stop the insulin also but we will have to wait and see.

I take two doses of a fast acting insulin right before lunch and dinner, which is a fancy looking pen, and then a slow acting one at bedtime which looks like an egg time from the 80's.

I feel like a bit of a pin cushion at the moment with four blood tests and three injections daily. I am having to time and monitor soo much that it's like i'm not getting anything else done during the day.

I expected that they would put me on insulin when I went back. Nothing in this pregnancy has been easy and I could see by my levels that just diet and exercise weren't going to be enough to keep things under control.

They showed me what I needed to do each time and I was ok with everything until the moment they handed me 2 pens, 14 needles and a heap of paperwork/information... That's when it all sunk in and the tears started.

I had my moment then I got my shit together and headed back to work. The first injection was right before dinner. BJ got home and we served up our plates. I have to eat immediately after because it's a fast acting insulin. Once my plate was ready I prepared my pen and went to injection myself in the tummy. But I couldn't do it. Panic set in and the tears began again. I felt so bad for BJ having to watch me as I know it couldn't have been easy.

He offered to do it for me but I wiped away the tears and went for it and you know what... It wasn't that bad. I think the blood test needles hurt way more then the insulin. That made me feel a little better about it all.

I am frustrated about the whole thing but at the same time this is going to help make me healthy and in turn keep my baby girl safe. It's just a lot to take in. I keep feeling like the worst has happened and things should start to get better from here and THEN something new arises.

I am so over appointments but with 10 weeks to go I still have quiet a few to get through. At least with the insulin the hospital will call and monitor me over the phone every couple of days and adjust my insulin accordingly. I have a follow up in 2 weeks and also an ultrasound to check the babies growth and make sure everything is alright. Crossing my fingers that we can get this under control.

I tell you what though, after all this if her first word is 'Dada' i'm going to be really pissed off!!

My bag of goodies


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