Started my three day special diet on Friday.  It actually wasn’t so bad.  In fact, I had to eat more than I usually did … and I had to eat veggies.  That was the hardest part, finding a vegetable that looked appetizing.

I went in first thing this morning for my three hour test.  Here I was thinking I’d get drawn once an hour (three times total).  NOPE!  They take one before  the orange drink, then three more times after that (four times total).    Tricky tricky!  I sat in room number 5 the whole time.  I brought my laptop and worked on some work stuff and a book to read.

The test result phone call came about 3:30 this afternoon (really fast!).  And it’s official … I have gestational diabetes.  bah humbug.  But all I need to do is change the little voice in my head from “wah….don’t take away my food” to “diabetes?  If that’s the only thing that goes wrong, that’s a piece of cake!”

I’ll most likely have to test my blood sugar four times a day.  Heck, I had to give myself shots in the stomach twice a day after my car accident.  If I could do it before, I can do it again!   I also keep telling myself that I can still have my sweets, I just have the balance and monitor them.

Have I convinced you that diabetes isn’t all that bad?  I’m almost convinced myself … just a few more times and maybe I’ll be convinced.