Well, today I had my much anticipated appointment with the doctor. I guess I was still kind of riding on a high from last week's ego stroking from the diabetes educator, so I was in for a shock when the doctor was less than impressed with my control! I must say, it was pretty much the opposite of last week, but definitely a dose of reality and a bit of a kick in the pants. In a nutshell, he has a MUCH narrower range of acceptable blood sugars (60-135) and emphasized that, for the baby, low is much better than high (ie. I shouldn't treat until I get less than 50). I won't say I wasn't a little disappointed that he didn't even look at all of my fancy spreadsheets of endless data (hmph!), but that's ok, I really do want to get this under control and making me feel good about bad numbers I guess doesn't help. As Katie would say, I need to put my big girl panties on and get this figured out, not the time for a pity party! So, the plan for now: to tackle what I always thought was impossible and get myself on a schedule (eat about the same things at the same times every day) and meet back with him every week. Seems easy enough.
Oh, and no ultrasound.. I guess that makes sense since I just had one last week, but for some reason i thought there would be another.
At the end of the day, I know that God is in control and pray that He gives me the diligence to do my part to take care of this baby the best that I can. I am SO thankful for Chad and his support, it was nice having him there with me today, he prayed before we went in to the appointment, which is, I'm sure, what kept me from completely falling apart at a few tense moments.