Today was another doctor appointment. But it wasn't just any appointment, it was the one with the dreaded glucose screening. Actually, it wasn't that bad. I just hope the results come back well so I don't have to go to the hospital to do a more in-depth test.
I was late to the appointment, but I wasn't too concerned because my doctor is never on time for the first appointment of the morning, either. One of the first things we did was check my blood pressure. The nurse looked at me with crinkled eyebrows and said it was really high. She then told me to do the pee-in-a-cup thing and come back so we could take it again. Was telling me that supposed to make my blood pressure go down? Well, it must have because the pressure went down from 160-something to 142. So it's still high, but now no one is freaking out.
I even did a good job of not freaking out, myself. Last pregnancy I discovered my own unique phobia: I fear the rubber tourniquet. The first time they used it on me to draw blood I started to seize up and hyperventilate and they couldn't get anything. Then they sent me to the hospital so someone else could try and it was all I could do not to break into tears. After it was all over and I couldn't move my arm I did cry. It was pretty pathetic. However, I have since realized the cause of my strange phobia (odd childhood trauma) and conquered it. The nurse didn't know I had a problem except that I asked to be stuck in my right arm rather than the left. Are you proud of me?
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Very Proud!
LOL! I'm sorry! I always am cursed with the dreaded "you have such tiny wiggly veins hon" when they have tried like 15 times to get blood. I am faced with the dilema of telling a lab personell that my veins are wiggly suckers because its inevitable that if I do tell, the nurse gets frustratewd and says "well I sure wish you wouldn't have told me that, you got me all worried and I cant find a good one" and then if I chance not to tell, they always say "well why didnt you tell me?! I would've done this differently! So its lose lose no matter what! I feel for you.
Also, yes I am so glad that you aren't at the miserable part of pregnany yet, 10 more weeks is a long time to be miserable, and it will sneak up on you when you last expect it too so enjoy it while you can! I am happy you are doing so well. Let us know when you decide a name!
I'm curious now about your childhood trauma.
I hope you are dealing with it alright.
I am thrilled that things are going good and moving along so well.
-Della
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