I returned back to work yesterday. I was well received – many hugs and questions as to my ‘sudden’ (for those at work that did not know) leave. There were curious looks at my belly – so I finally spilled the beans about the pregnancy. I’m at that stage where it’s hard to tell whether i’ve indulged in too much cheesecake or if I have a little passenger on board. When my news met elated joy I was honest about why I am much more reserved. I let whoever I was speaking to know that I have suffered through 2 prior losses. Everyone was very supportive, and I feel like I am back into the swing of things. One guy in particular told me that there were 2 devasting pregnancy losses in his own family and that he REALLY understood. I just had to hug him – he was so sweet and sensitive. At this point I feel no residual pain from the surgery, the only pain I feel is hip pain which has been a constant in all of my pregnancies.
The only bad news is that my results from my glucose screening came back at ‘elevated’. I now have to wait for next steps to arrive in the mail from my ob/gyn’s office. From what the nurse told me, I will have to take a 3 hour test that will involve 3 blood draws for confimation of gestat.ional dia.betes. I was frantic when I first heard the message on my voicemail. My doctor’s office calling and leaving no details except a request for a callback worried me for bad news. I mean things went downhill with Emi after a call revealed that she had a risk of a devastating neural tube defect. Thankfully, once I spoke to the nurse, she assured me that that blood test came back negative. (Although in my opinion she took too long to say “negative”). Whew… Cool beans.