So I don't have gestational diabetes.
I was surprised when they told me. After coming so close to passing out during the blood tests, I actually wondered if I should just confess to having diabetes, ask them to abort the test, and send me home. It's a good thing I persevered!
Do you know what this means?
A celebration is in order! Rounds of ice cream for EVERYONE!
In seriousness, as much fun as it would be to glut myself on sugar until I literally hear my pancreas cry out in agony, roll over, and die...this little adventure has motivated me to exercise some restraint while indulging my sweet tooth.
I know. I'm surprised, too.
All kinds of surprises in this post.
Sadly, Reality is calling me back from this virtual world, so I must leave you now. Adieu.
Such a witty and clever post, I even read it out loud to Robbie.
ReplyDeleteHe doesn't understand you like I do :-D
welcome to my world. we can try and be sugar-free together