This week was a pretty big week, for multiple reasons.
My grandpa had his angiogram, discovered he has one artery that’s completely blocked, and his kidneys aren’t functioning at optimum levels. His heart is weak and may not withstand the surgery to replace his pacemaker battery, but he has surgery scheduled for next week anyway so we’re all just saying prayers and hoping all goes well.
The day before his angiogram was my 26 week OB appointment and glucose test to check for gestational diabetes. For anyone that hasn’t had this test, it typically involves drinking a sugary orange drink, waiting an hour, and getting your blood drawn at the end of the hour. You can’t eat or drink anything but water for an hour before you drink the drink, and no eating or drinking after you drink it until your blood is drawn. Not super difficult rules to follow. Of course, getting my blood drawn is always a surprise because most of the time, the nurses have a hard time finding my veins and end up stabbing me in both arms and rooting around a bit until they hit one. I still have a dark bruise the size of my thumb on my right arm.
After the glucose test, we had another ultrasound to take photos of the baby’s heart chambers and bottom of the spine. Last time, he was laying transverse so the nurse couldn’t get good photos of those two areas. This time, he was butt down (or breech) so not an ideal position, but he did some flips and they were able to get the shots they needed.
The hubs went all stealthy to snap this shot of me getting my u/s.
Fun facts: Baby now weighs 2lbs 3 oz, heartbeat was 143 bpm and he’s still a he. :)
Oh and the best surprise – my due date has been moved up four days to May 26. Considering my birthday is May 27 and our anniversary is May 22, it’s looking likely that this baby could be delivered on one of those two days. And I have no problem at all sharing special dates with my baby.
And maybe it was just the way the image was captured, but it already looks like this baby is going to have really big feet. At one point, his leg was extended and it looked like he was trying to touch his toes to his head – and his foot was HUGE! Almost as big as his head! Future basketball player perhaps?
After our appointment, we stopped by Sonic for a snack. I was having a huge craving for jalapeno poppers but sadly, Sonic doesn’t carry them anymore. So I settled for a root beer float instead – you know, just in case they deem me diabetic and I can’t have that stuff anymore. That’s the exact same reasoning I used to justify my Cabury creme egg purchase the other night as well.
As we left Sonic, on our way to my grandparents’ house, we got a text message from my SIL saying that my MIL was in the hospital after suffering a few seizures. You can probably imagine how upset my husband was, especially after we decided not to make the 8.5 hour drive to their house last weekend for her birthday due to threats of snow. (Which, BTW, never happened. The storm went south, making us feel even worse about not going.)
So yeah, two loved ones in the hospital fighting for their lives does not make for an easy week around these parts. We’re still in a bit of a holding pattern since my MIL is still in the hospital, but appears stable and recovering. And my grandpa survived his angiogram but the biggest test of all is still ahead.
Then late yesterday, my doc’s office called with my glucose test results. The normal range is less than 140, and mine was 149. Not terrible, but bad enough that I now have to go back on Monday for the 3 hour test. Which means no eating after midnight, sitting in a doctor’s office for three hours, and getting my blood drawn three times. Not exactly how I had hoped to spend my Monday morning, but thems the breaks.
And somewhere during all of this, I developed a rash. It’s mostly just on my chest, but I have a few red bumps below my belly on the front of my hips as well. I asked the nurse at my appointment about it and she said it doesn’t look like PUPPs so just to rub some hydro-cortisone cream on it. Not super helpful, but I guess pregnant women get weird rashes.