Crappy day

I went to the doctor this morning for my weekly appointment. Husband and I were all set to go in separate cars again like we usually do. He said he had to stop for gas, so that I should go on ahead. I agreed since we were already running late. About ten minutes into the drive he calls me to tell me that he's on the road. But then he says, "would you mind if I skipped this appointment? I have a lot of stuff to do at work." I was a little annoyed, but I figured the doctor would just be checking me, telling me I wasn't dilated, and sending me on my way so I told him it was fine.

Well, the doctor did tell me that I was dilated, but he also told me that I had sugar in my urine. What the hell? Sugar in my urine? Then he has the nurse do a finger prick test to check my blood sugar. This reads a 172, which he says is very high. He asks what I had for breakfast. I had Quaker Oat Squares. Not too sweet. Just a little. Not like Frosted Flakes or anything. I didn't even have juice like I usually do. I had a Dr. Pepper last night. Maybe that was it. He didn't seem to think so. I didn't 'fess up to having Popeye's fried chicken and lots of french fries for dinner because he didn't ask. He seemed a little concerned and said he wanted me to go to the diabetic education (?) class that's offered at the hospital once a week. Whatever. I said I'd go. Turns out they only offer it on Thursday afternoons from 2 to 4 pm. Whose brilliant idea was that? So I'm going tomorrow.

I was a little upset on the drive to work because that's the first time anything has actually been "wrong" at one of my visits to the doc during the pregnancy. And then my husband decided to ditch me on this particular day. So I called him as soon as I got out of the doctor's office to give him an update and get some sympathy. I was feeling a little sad about it. He's at work already and won't answer his phone (I figured he was on his work phone because the voice mail kept picking up right away). And he wouldn't answer his cell phone. So FINALLY he answers his phone all flustered about all this work he has to worry about. I tell him about my blood sugar and he doesn't say much. I ask him to look up a little info (since, you know, he's in front of a computer) on this high blood sugar thing and tell me what he finds. He's annoyed because he's just received some assignment and doesn't have time to do anything (apparently) but that, so I get annoyed and tell him that I'll talk to him later.

I continued to get sadder as I drove to work. He finally calls me back when I'm already sitting at my desk at work. And THEN he starts being sympathetic and asking all these questions. At that point I didn't want to start talking about it because I didn't want to start crying at my desk (yes, I was emotional, but I don't care). Anyway, the day didn't get any better. It just really sucked. I did have dinner with an old friend, which was nice. But my day in general was one I could have done without. Now I'm terrified to eat anything with sugar.
I hate days like this.

Highlights of my day:
The doctor said he could feel my baby's head.
I had Thai food for dinner.