(As in, “I am fine”)<\/p>\n
At the very least, I am better. I would be EVEN better if it turns out anyone in my darling family purchased a Lotto ticket<\/a> in the last few days.<\/p>\n So, things are better in Chez LaineyD. Last weekend was hell on toast and I was beginning to think it would never improve when, miraculously\u00a0it did. Phew. I am beginning to believe I have latent drama queen tendencies. I have no idea where those come from. At the very least I tend to think the worst at times, which sends me into despair, which makes it seem that things will never get better. But then they do. Every time. Huh. Who knew?<\/p>\n And no new news on Plan B, but I go see the girly doctor tomorrow (woohoo – but at least I get out of work early for it!) and I get to tell him “Get your needle away from me! I was just tested for blood sugar and it said I was FINE.” YES – I saw Dr. Hottie on Friday and my A1C<\/a> level is 5.1, which totally completely normal. I am so pleased I am nearly doing backflips, but then I’d drop my assorted yummy treats. If Dr. P dares to say “That was the A1C and I want to do a glucose tolerance test<\/a>!” I will probably hurt him. I will patiently wait for another GTT until I am actually pregnant, thankyou.<\/p>\n (And yes, I know there is a cause and effect between assorted yummy treats and the prediabetes. Meanwhile, I’m just pleased I wasn’t injecting vodka straight into my liver after last week).<\/p>\n (HOLYMOLY, just the thought of getting to shove Dr. P’s stupid GTT and his stupid Diabetes Center and his STUPID carb counting right back to him just makes me feel glee…GLEE, I tell you).<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" (As in, “I am fine”) At the very least, I am better. I would be EVEN better if it turns out anyone in my darling family purchased a Lotto ticket in the last few days. So, things are better in Chez LaineyD. Last weekend was hell on toast and I was beginning to think it…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[19,20],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-900","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-lets-get-ready-to-ramble","category-life-in-cheesecake-city"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/laineyd.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/900","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/laineyd.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/laineyd.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/laineyd.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/laineyd.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=900"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/laineyd.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/900\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/laineyd.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=900"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/laineyd.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=900"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/laineyd.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=900"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}