I managed to find a weak signal here at the hospital, so if I’m lucky I’ll get through this post. I have to admit it was a very frightening day, but I am grateful that this was caught and now we’ll get it under control. I began taking insulin tonight before dinner and I had my second shot a few minutes ago for bedtime. I’ll have to take insulin 4 times a day and also check my blood sugar about 5 times a day (I think – this has been such a whirlwind that I’m still not sure what’s going on). Tomorrow is the day of testing and lab results and ultrasound, etc. The doc thinks the diabetes may have been present before pregnancy, which could be dangerous for the baby, but we won’t know till tomorrow. I’ll be here a few days until we can get the blood sugar under control and I can learn the insulin regimen and diet. This is just the WORST timing, given that we leave Saturday for Zac and Lauren’s wedding in Punta Cana, but it’s better that we caught it before we left. I guess this explains how strange I’ve been feeling lately, here I thought it was just stress. The bad news is that I am now going to be with a high-risk doc instead of my wonderful midwives, but he said we may be able to coordinate delivery with a midwife and still do waterbirth (as long as the OB can manage the glucose, etc.). I’ll know more about that later. I’ll try to post tomorrow once I know more, but thanks for all the words of encouragement and support. Actually, Kyle needs it more than I do. His elation over his mom going home was totally squashed with this news, his rollercoaster of emotions has been wild today. I’m off to bed – it’s funny how this is God’s way of making me rest, I just wish he had picked a better method….