Then I checked my sugars and had a 54! I knew I didn't eat enough snack last night, but I was so tired I could barely stand up, so I crawled into bed, figuring I'd be fine. In some ways, it was good to be low for a change.

I'm sort of locked away in the bedroom until we can take him into the doctor's at 9 or so. I don't want to catch what he has. It's probably too late though because last night he and I played and ate together and snuggled and the usual stuff, so I'll have to be checked for strep and so forth, too.

The doctor said that what's going on with my sugars is pretty normal and to try not to get discouraged about it. As a result, he won't release me for early disability, however. I may just use a week of my precious vacation to take a week early. My mom warned that I'll want it afterwards, but truthfully, I want it NOW. Afterwards, I can work around the baby...the first month I'll have it for when I'm too dead to contemplate work. The second month, I can just work at home after Mike gets home, so I can cover the hours. I can also work a little at home and save up the hours before she comes.