harassed

i'm leaving for cebu on the 21st, and scrambling to finish orders so i don't leave any clients hanging. can't believe i have only a week left to do everything! and i haven't even started packing yet! or even making a list of things to bring! waaaaah! forgive me if i haven't been leaving comments as often as i used to. i read your blogs, i visit your sites, and you're all on my mind throughout the day. things are just really crazy here.

hugs to everyone!

normal!!!!

i got the results of my glucose tolerance test today. and i don't have gestational diabetes! wooopeeee! thanks for all your prayers! i want to celebrate by eating ice cream. hahahaha! but i won't. i'll be a good girl and watch my weight. =)

it was a crazy weekend. on friday night we were at our regular bible study gathering. we went home at about 1am, slept at 2, and i woke up at 6 because i couldn't sleep well. so i was really sleepy when i got to the hospital lab. manuel was very kind, he took care of vito, did the grocery-shopping, and they both waited at timezone for me. i had a nice book to read (the evil seed by joanne harris) so i didn't get bored while waiting for the test to finish.

they extracted my blood three times. the first time before they gave the glucose, the 2nd time an hour after, and the third, an hour after the 2nd. the glucose formula they gave tasted a bit like royal tru orange, except that it was extremely sweet. like they put in a cup of sugar into a 150ml container. i kept drinking water to wash the taste away.

surprisingly i didn't feel hungry at all. perhaps it was because of the homemade pandesal i ate before the cutoff time the previous night. =D i did feel woozy afterward, and it lasted until the next day. maybe it was the combination of lack of sleep, food deprivation, and having blood extracted 3 times. i'm just glad it was over. and that i can still eat sweets. hahahahaha!

the challenge

i'm being challenged this saturday. or at least my reaction to glucose is. because i'm an obese pregnant woman, my OB has ordered me to take the glucose challenge test. not that the baby is showing any signs of being too big (quite the opposite, actually), but just because i gained so much weight the past month. huhuhuhu (i'm almost back to my weight before i went on a diet last year. although at least, i'm 6 months pregnant now. last year i was just plain obese.)

so this friday, i have to stop eating by midnight in preparation for saturday morning's test. my appointment is at 8:30 in the morning and i'm not supposed to take anything but water until then. i don't know if i'll survive it, frankly. the test will last 3 hours, i'm told. because they'll have to administer the test 3 times, every hour.

pray for me, please?


*illustration by miss capricho

paranoia

i've reached the stage when i can't see past my belly. both literally and figuratively.

my entire consciousness just revolves around my tummy and everything that's happening inside it. and i'm so worried. it took me months before i realized i was pregnant. before that, i was taking so many things that a pregnant woman shouldn't. bailey's irish creme for after dinner drinks. acne medication.

maybe that's why i have this recurring dream that my baby has no arms. i'm so scared! and i'm at high risk for every complication and birth defect, you know. waaaaah!