I had my 28 week appointment with my OB last week and she ran a couple of different tests. The first test was the glucose tolerance test. The lab work I did that day also tested my iron levels. Finally, she did a fetal fibronectin test. This is a test where they scrape some cells from your cervix and then send them off to the lab to be analyzed. If the test comes back positive it basically doesn't mean anything. You could potentially go into preterm labor or you could be just fine. However, if the test comes back negative that means there's a 95% reassurance that you won't go into preterm labor within the next two weeks.
Now for the results. The fetal fibronectin test was negative. Yay! My iron levels are low and I'm anemic. This did not surprise me at all considering I'm carrying twins. I just have to take an iron supplement every day. No big deal. Now for the shocker...at least for me. I FAILED my glucose screening test and when I say fail I mean a big.fat.FAIL! I now get to experience the wonderful 3 hour glucose test this Wednesday morning. Yay for me! To say I was shocked that I failed the test is an understatement. I have been so good this whole pregnancy about what I've put in my body. I've been even more conservative than my OB told me to be. So how on earth do I fail the test??? One thing I did find out from the nurse and several other people is that it was out of my hands. Being pregnant with twins has just put too much strain on my pancreas and my body is not able to process the blood sugar properly. If I fail my test on Wednesday I will be labeled as having gest.ational dia.betes and I will be sent to a diab.etes center to have a meal plan mapped out and I will be taught how to check my blood sugar throughout the day. Doesn't that sound like fun? I am just hoping and praying that I somehow pass my test on Wednesday. I don't mind modifying my diet more if necessary, but I really don't want to have gest.ational diab.etes. There's just too many other risk factors that come into play with that for me and the babies.
I have been in such a funk over this since I got the results on Friday. I feel like I've already failed the babies even though I know I didn't do anything to cause this. I just keep trying to remind myself that things could be so much worse. This is just a small bump in the road and it's no the end of the world. The babies are healthy, growing and showing no signs of trying to make an early debut. For these things I am so grateful and I thank God every day for these precious miracles and that they're still developing and growing well.
Well, wish me luck on Wednesday! I'll let you know how it goes.
