The good news about gestational diabetes is that you’re allowed to treat it with insulin injections. kaylasmom had been diagnosed with type 2 diabetes about a year and a half before she became pregnant, and was trying to control it with diet and oral meds alone, with VERY poor results. When we found that she was pregnant, the second thing the doctor did was replace her oral meds with insulin. Best blood sugar control she ever maintained (although now, when Kayla is seventeen, she’s finally doing well with oral meds).
The potentially bad news about gestational diabetes is that some women continue having diabetes even after the pregnancy is finished. But not ALL, so you could be fortunate enough to dodge that bullet. Anyway, all your fellow Dopers are pulling for a healthy pregnancy, an easy delivery, and a return to normal glucose levels for you!
Umm, “spendthrift” and “Scroogelike” kinda mean opposite things.
I get what you mean, though. In his Stuart Smalley book, Senator Franken called that “anorexic spending” (where even buying the things you know you have to buy makes you feel tremendous anxiety).
I try to think about the fact that the 15 year old will have to live with this for the rest of her life, but today I’ve hit pissed off and I don’t feel like being compassionate or generous. In my brain I’m seeing the top picture being “15 year old has to live with knowing she killed someone the rest of her life”, and the bottom half is Grumpy Cat saying “GOOD”.
:smack: Yeah… oops. I hate spending money. How’s that?
Anorexic spending - I like that. I put off buying tires for almost a month because spending that much freaked me out.
When I was in the hospital with pancreatitis and hadn’t eaten anything for three days mine was at 141. The nurse said that when you’re under stress your liver makes more sugar. That was the only time I’ve ever gotten insulin.
Crap. I would be stumbleing a jig if my 12 hour numbers were 159.
More insulin translates with amazing speed to more mass–6 months on insulin, 30 lbs, far less food. Where the hell is my Invokana?
Of course a 83 would have me in shakes and reaching for the OJ.
Gestational hit me in 1981, still stuck with it, insulin controlled starting 2 years ago. Before that it was diet controlled until 1991, then metformin and diet after that.
My bitch is that I get up at 5 am, and the nearest lab that opens early is about a 20 minute drive, and opens at 8 am … so if I do a fasting, my liver has started cranking out glucose because I haven’t eaten and my body is convinced I am in a seige with no food or something because I am up and functioning for 3 hours:mad:. So my numbers get screwed up. [The only time I have had a decent fasting test was when I was stuck in hospital, and they did the blood draw at 5:10, right after I woke up. Thanks be to the Doc who wrote the test for when I actually woke up!]
And don’t worry, go on insulin for a few months - the autoinjects are good, you dial in your dose and the needle it uses is so damned tiny you barely feel even a tiny prick when it goes in. I have had more painful finger sticks for my glucometer!
The weather forecast has high humidity, mostly cloudy and greater than 50% chances for showers and thunderstorms every day for the foreseeable future, including July 4.
Enough already!! People on the Washington Post’s weather blog are praising this pattern, saying it’s good for the plants, but I’m not a plant; I don’t like rain and HATE humidity.
When you start seeing mushrooms on lawns, that means there’s been too damn much rain.
I just want this pattern to change. At this point I don’t care if it’s 100 degrees every day till Labor Day, as long as it’s dry!
A hearty fuck you to Ga power. How the hell is it a good idea to charge someone an additional $150 deposit because they’re late on their bill? If Someone is consistently having a hard time paying a $180 bill each month, nearly doubling that as a penalty for being late isn’t going to get the bill paid on time.
I hope whoever came up with this idea, and the people who ok’d it find themselves in the same boat many of the customers who this is happening to is in.
Pulled at an attractive dangly wire from my home computer desk, pulled the USB hub out of the computer, which took it and the headset attached to it to the floor. Stepped on and broke the fucking headset while trying to get up to see what happened. I’ve had it barely a month. Shiva, YOU are why I can’t have nice things.
<snarlhissspit>
Yes, I know dangly wires are cat attractants. Yes, he’s worse than most. YES, HE EARNED HIS NAME A LONG TIME AGO. But the only reason he was even pawing at the wire was because he wanted food NOW and it was a whole 20 minutes before the time I usually get to feed him dinner. And it’s not like the wire dangling was intentional; you try keeping it all on the desk when you’re on and off with the headset all day.
He’d better keep away from me for a while.
Maybe it can be glued. It was the head band part that got snapped, and there’s no wires through it…
I have some mushrooms in my lawn. I live in a semi-arid area - we are NOT supposed to have mushrooms in our lawns!
Yup. We bought some nice furniture last fall; then we bought some nice covers to cover the nice furniture, because I didn’t want it clawed and covered in hair constantly. And now we have old sheets covering the nice covers, so I can pull them off and wash them regularly. :smack:
I should have just kept the old crap until my cat was finished with being alive.
I’m laughing with you, not at you I couldn’t afford nice stuff, so when a friend was redecorating, she gave me her nice stuff because it didn’t match and she wanted other nice stuff. I knew her stuff wouldn’t look nice for long (cream with pastel flowers) in my home, so bought nice covers that were better suited for a house with cats and bikers. Then, like you, I busted out the old sheets to protect the covers.
Bob has learned about drawers. Lucky has NEVER shown any interest in drawers. Today, I heard him meowing and found him in a closed dresser drawer. Bob only looks sweet and innocent!
I almost got into a car accident on my way to work the other day. I was driving on a two lane road at 50 mph when I notice that the car traveling in the other lane is getting closer and closer to me. Thank God that I was paying enough attention to notice and reacted by swerving off the road for a couple feet and swerving back on. Even still she only missed me by a couple of inches. And of course…because she was so close to me I could almost see up her nose, I could see her texting while she was driving. Which is the reason that we were almost mushed into one person. REALLY? If your text is that important, pull over to the side of the road or pull into a driveway and finish it there or hey, crazy concept, Call the person!!! I am from the generation right before the texters and I want to grab some of them and shake them and say pay attention to the road before you kill someone or get your ass beat for wrecking someone.
