My Fall Off The Wagon
Posted
Wednesday, June 25, 2008 10:11 AM
Everyone cheats, right? I totally cheated on my gestational diabetes diet yesterday, and not just a little cheat like hot chocolate from Starbucks. This was a big cheat.
I picked up lunch for everyone in the office yesterday at a local pizza place which has the best pizza, best subs, and unfortunately the best chocolate covered peanuts ever. It's been months since I've had those chocolate covered peanuts and 5 weeks since I've had any form of candy at all. Something took over my body and mind and I somehow managed to select and purchase an entire container of them. Then, like a zombie with no understanding of consequence, I ate the entire container in my car from the pizza place back to my office. I didn't even realize I was eating them, it was like I had no control over myself. I had somehow convinced myself: well, I'm supposed to eat peanuts as much as I can (protein), so what's a little chocolate gonna do?
Back at the office, I felt a little queasy and my feet and legs suddenly poofed up into big swollen air balloons that hurt like hell. I took my blood sugar reading two hours after eating that candy (when it should be below 120) and it was 125. I took it another 20 minutes later and it was 147. I took it 4 hours later after a very minimal and healthy dinner (just to make sure it finally lowered) and it was still 147. I kinda freaked out at that point and realized I totally f-ed up my glucose level. Crap.
Thank god yesterday was water aerobics and my blood sugar finally lowered after the exercise to 79. I'm definitely not telling my husband what I did because he'd totally kick my ass. I learned my lesson, don't let the Zombie René take over the religiously-good-on-her-diet René who will do whatever it takes to keep her baby within a vaginal delivery weight limit.
Of course...then...I walk into work this morning and see an angel food cake on a tray in the center of the office. I'm about to say, "Great, someone brought in freaking cake today," when I see my cubicle has balloons, confetti, and a Baby Shower banner across it. Aw, my work planned a surprise baby shower for me. How unbelievably sweet is that! I did not at all expect one, so I'm super excited. And yes, I'm a bit fearful for my blood sugar level today. Maybe Zombie René can make one more brief appearance before retreating for good for the next 5-6 weeks. I mean, there is angel food cake, just for me...