Another post? So soon?

Two months ago I had a Glucose Tolerance Test. I passed with flying colours and proceeded to celebrate by not feeling guilty or apprehensive about what I was eating.

Three days ago, I took another one, voluntarily. I'd been presenting samples with a trace or a single plus of glucose in them since that damn test, I was thirsty all the time yet drinking enough to cause me Tena issues and I put on 3kgs in a week. THE HELL? I failed this one. Back off to the Tuesday clinics to see the dietician (joy), back to poking my finger 7 times a day (fun) and tracking/charting everything I eat (well, I have MyFitnessPal for that, thankfully).

But better that than to go ahead with the rest of the pregnancy putting both of us at risk from sheer ignorance.

Minion is shaping up to be a half to a full pound heavier than Taylor, assuming we make it to term. Given that I'm now on crutches due to the SPD/PGP and back pain, and I'm now classed as "high risk" once again because of the diabetes and my weight, this is looking less likely unless a LOT changes in the next few weeks.

But hey ho, that's what I've been dealt. So what if it's Uno cards and the game is poker. I can deal with that.