Let's Pump Some Iron

I had a bit of a scare last night. I knew that the doctor's office wouldn't call me back with any results from my testing unless something was bad, and sure enough, I had a message saying I needed to call their office first thing. So all last night, I was really worried that I had developed gestational diabetes! I tried to get my mind off it and read, and I managed to polish off a whole book in one day.

(By the way, I highly recommend this book that a friend loaned to me called "Same Kind of Different as Me." It is an amazingly touching and true story that had me laughing, then bawling, then smiling through my tears again.)

So I read up last night on g-diabetes and how to manage it. One of Bo's brothers was diagnosed with diabetes when he was only 5 or 6, and the changes that they had to make and the work it takes to keep his body healthy was overwhelming to think about, since you are more prone to develop Type 2 when you have had it while you are pregnant. So we worried and prayed.

This morning when I called, the nurse put me on hold forever, but then told me that my iron levels are just low and that I need to start taking an iron supplement. What a relief! So I hopped on the internet (the source of all things medically sound, I am sure) and read up on what foods are rich in iron, and of course, I am not eating enough of them. So I think it is something I can help correct in my diet, but I will also be taking the pill everyday.

It is also very handy to have a friend available to talk to who happens to be a doctor. I called up my wonderful friend Dr. Keith and told him my worries and he assured me that a huge percentage of young women will be iron deficient simply because of our diets. We just don't eat enough meat and leafy vegetables. But he did warn me that the iron supplements can have fabulous effects on digestion. Yippee! He also suggested that I get retested in about 6-8 weeks, and that hopefully it will be much better.

You know, I have told many people that Cameron and I are just carbivores. It seems like that is all I am hungry for. But now that I am officially "deficient," I feel so incredibly guilty for not considering the effects of my diet. I know there are simple changes I can make to keep us both healthier. Hey Cameron, how about some eggs and bacon?