Hello ladies!!
I’m newly in the thick of my second pregnancy. I’ve been diabetic (T1/LADA/MODY/something like that) for about 8 years now. My first pregnancy was in 2012, and I went full-term and gave birth to a wonderful, healthy baby boy.
So my issue is, I got a positive pregnancy test back a couple weeks ago, and I’ve been talking to doctors since then. It seems like the BG goals they’re telling me are even more aggressive than they were 4 years ago, and those were bad enough!
My memory from 2012 is, 140 1 hour after a meal, and fasting in a “normal range” (100, I suppose?) When I got my positive test back a couple weeks ago, I let my endocrine practice know, and I got a call from a doc there (not my doc) who confirmed the 140 1-hour-after guideline, but also said my fasting should be 90, which started setting off my alarm bells.
Then I went to see an OB, who said I should be at 135 1 hour after a meal, and fasting “60 to 90,” with her preference being lower in the range!! What?? Is there any diabetic who feels good hanging out at 60? Am I seriously supposed to aim to wake up at 7 or 8 in the morning at 60 or 70? That is getting so close to the razor’s edge that it feels crazy to me.
Last pregnancy, I did not have a CGM, but now I have a Dexcom. I can’t even tell you all how many low alarms I’ve had over the last couple weeks. My recollection from my first pregnancy was that I would sometimes go low 2 hours after breakfast, but I wasn’t suffering from lows all through the day and overnight.
I’m not sure how I’m supposed to live like this, having my sleep interrupted almost nightly by my CGM squawking at me that I’m gonna die. I was at the gym last night and went so low that my CGM didn’t even give me a number; it bottoms out after 40.
Meanwhile, I’m also being told that I shouldn’t gain much weight during this pregnancy, since I’m already fat (with no thyroid and no pancreas, weight control isn’t exactly a picnic). Well, I’m not sure how I’m supposed to not gain much weight when I’m horfing down rescue carbs left and right.
I feel like medical professionals’ standards for me are impossible and dangerous, and that they would know that if they had ever had this experience themselves. But the last thing I need is for them to decide I’m non-compliant or that I need a C-section at 32 weeks or whatever. I don’t know if I’m looking for solidarity or comfort or a kind word or what, but I’m losing sleep over this, and I just wanted to talk to people who might understand.