But I'm on steroids, which likes to arm wrestle with a gal's sugars and hike them up like a hooker's mini skirt. I take my steroids with my breakfast (must take with food), so now I'm taking some regular insulin for my after lunch and after dinner sugars, because the steroids are affecting my after meal sugars adversely.

Last night, I had the most miraculous sugar: 123. It worked, it worked!

And yesterday, oh sweet bliss, I actually got some sleep during the day. When I'm sick, I like to sleep all day, but being pregnant and diabetic means, I am supposed to eat every few hours, and of course, with the steroids, I've had to be hyper vigilant about taking my sugars after each meal. That means I only usually get 1-2 hours between meals. And on top of that, I'm on some pretty zippy asthma medication. Yesterday, though, I got a whole 2 hour nap. I laid across the big king-sized bed by myself and snored like a bulldozer. I woke up about a half hour late for my snack, ate and lounged the rest of the morning and early afternoon until Mike got home and took me for my doctor's appointment.

Yesterday, was my first non stress test at the doctor's. What a totally uncomfortable and hideous test! They had me sit up in one of those hideous doctor table things hooked up to the monitor. At first, they hadn't hit the record button, so had missed a good 15 minutes of results until we figured out what button to hit and nailed it 5 minutes before the nurse we'd told came in to check. After 10 minutes of a strip, I begged to get down because the sciatica was excrutiating. I believe I used the word,"fuck" for emphasis, as in, "Can I please get this fucking thing off me? This is VERY uncomfortable!") When I realized what I'd said, and apologized to the doctor, I explained that I have sciatica to beat the band and that sitting on my butt for an extended period of time is not a fun thing for me and that my legs were shaking from trying to maintain the shifts in position, so that I could get comfortable. I'm thinking I'm bringing a pillow next time and asking to sit in a rocking chair, if possible.

Suffice it to say, I will not be one of those women stereotypically sitting on the bed legs spread to the far winds popping out a baby. I will be squatting or bending or something, so I don't have to remember just how much my ass hurts right now. I've been reviewing the baby manual for all the different positions I can assume. It gives the phrase,"Assume the position" a fresh new look.

I swear I'm staying home until I'm ready to push that baby out because I just know, I'll be the one having to sit in bed hooked up to a bazillion monitors and that between contractions, I'll be thinking about just how much my ass hurts.

And today I swim. I don't care about my asthma and all that other stuff, I miss my workouts. Even if I have to float like a frog on a lily pad in the pool, I'm going to the pool. I'll probably have to come home and nap for a few hundred years, but it'll be worth it. My body is turning to mush and I've worked too hard to have my nice hard legs turn to mush while holding me up against my sciatica. Way too hard.

Last night, I made the guys help me garden. I ripped out some of the overgrowth, transplanted flowers and vegetables and planned a heap of tilling out back beneath my bedroom window. Russell and I started some seedlings in cups for our evil purposes. I've got snapdragons blooming in magenta, pale pink and pale yellow; alysum in bunches and droves, occasional yellow daisies and I'm planting marigolds to keep the aphids at bay. I had a cloud of aphids come in and devour my beautiful chives plants. I didn't even try to spray them with anything...there were just too damned many of them. I need to go hunting for ladybugs. They think aphids are most delicious. I hope the hardware store is selling them in the container thingies again.

And I've got peppers to prune and I've got to rip out more of the wandering jew from around the sage, because the sage is starting to flower. I already got around the lavendar and the pepper pruning will help the rosemary.