
First off - Here's a picture of me. In a doctor's office. I should just go camp out on West End, no?
And yes, I know - My belly is HUGE. Believe it or not, I have not gained as much weight as I did in my first 2 pregnancies though - Not yet anyway. Probably due to the lack of sugar cookie dough consumption and only *diet, low sugar* root beer floats, but that's just a guess.
Today - I met a new doctor. I went to see an endocrinologist to discuss the issues I am having regulating my blood sugar and the issues I am having with the medicine that Dr. M. has me on.
So that Bruce could stay with the kids while I was gone and so that I could return home at a relatively decent time and get some work done, I requested the earliest time slot - 8 am - and was asked to arrive early to fill out paperwork, which (miraculously) I did. And guess what? The doctor didn't come in to see me until TEN MINUTES 'TILL NINE. I have to say, I am pretty patient with doctors, I know they're busy, they get behind seeing other folks, some issues are more pressing than mine, etc. but I was her FIRST APPOINTMENT OF THE DAY. Why on earth did it take her so long to come in and see me and WHY did they ask me to arrive early if she was going to wait 50 minutes to come and see me?
So, enough ranting. Oh wait - I forgot to mention, I asked them to call in my prescription (because after all they had kept me so late and now I was going to have to wait at the pharmacy) and they said "SURE!" and of COURSE, when I got to the pharmacy they said, "No, no one has called anything in for you this morning!" I know I don't have M.D. behind my name but who do these people think they are that their time is so much more valuable than mine?
Ok, now really, I'm done ranting.
The doc basically told me to eat the way I've been eating, take only half of the dose of glyburide that I have been taking, and she prescribed a new med for me - its a carbohydrate blocker that does not absorb into the blood stream - it works "at the intestine" and keeps the carbohydrates from.... well... from doing something with insulin and all that jazz.
This is stressing me out.
I want some ice cream. And a coke. And some chocolate cake. And some cookie dough. And... a healthy baby (which precludes me from partaking in all of the above).
*sigh*
Oh well - in the grand scheme of things, this is so minor. Just Monday, I stumbled across THIS BLOG and was quite humbled and convicted about all the fretting I have been doing as of late. This family has been through a tremendous journey and on Monday, they lost their precious baby just 2 hours after birth. Their faith and love for God through it all has been so beautiful. To sum it up, this has been the attitude of this marvelous woman:
"So I pray...
Bring me joy, bring me peace
Bring the chance to be free
Bring me anything that brings You glory
And I know there'll be days
When this life brings me pain
But if that's what it takes to praise You
Jesus, bring the rain.
Holy, holy, holy
Holy, holy, holy
Is the Lord God Almighty
Is the Lord God Almighty"
Oh that I would have that kind of faith.
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