Well suck! To quatlify as anemic, my blood has to be 34 and under. Guess what? I am 33.8!!!
AND!!! To qualify as Gestationally Diabetic, my blood has to be over 140. IT'S 151!!!!!
So this means, next Tuesday I have to fast, no food or water after midnight on Monday, and be at the lab for a 3 hour test beginning at 8am.
Not so fun.
They told me I would have my results by Thursday, and on Friday afternoon they call with the "bad fail" news. I failed, but badly.
However, 15 % of all women who fail the first diabetes test, pass the second one. And it can be monitored with diet and excercise.
Told Mom, and of course she just KNOWS that I will be diabetic forever now. How encouraging. I love her supportive self!
Well, otherwise the pregnancy is going well. My one muscle on the top left side of my belly hurts quite frequently. Daily, more often alot.
And Elliot is KILLING me at work. I really don't want to come back here when the baby is born. I KNOW there are more part time jobs out there. And I wouldn't have to take his condescending, chauvanistic, "B-I-L-L" bullshit. I could have dropped out of 10th grade and he would not treat me any different.
COCK-ASS!
Sleeping is still okay, except for around 5:30-6:00, I can't really sleep much thereafter. And that sucks. Especially if I can't get a nap in the daytime.
I dreampt about a a man who, below his penis, had no balls, but a clitoris! And then I went down on him, after being at some school away from home where we were growing "herbs", and working at an indoor growing lab/store. I had some things I was growing there, and needed to take them home when the class was ending, and needed to do it privately. SO I began trusting this guy there to help me get all the equipment and stuff out in his van or suburban (it was white - with alot of windows). The dream was very real. I went down on him towards the end of my dream. And Adam was there somehow, but he knew that my relationship with this other guy was just to get everything out of the store/lab place. Everything was kept in these 2 3x3x3 cubbies just off the floor to the right of my lab space. And near the end, the guy told everyone else in the class to see what was in there, but didn't tell him it was all mine.
It was all very strange.
Adam was a bit bothered by the hermaphroditic part of my dream, at first. As was I. Although it seemed quite normal in my dream, just like something I hadn't yet experienced.
WHORE-MOANS, gotta love 'em.
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