My brother is gone. Gone gone gone gone. Saying ‘finally’ is
a little too strong. So I will stick with ‘huzzah’. He was a handful, an
exhausting handful of 19 year old male who ‘knows everything.’ Everyday was go
go go, to the store, to eat, to run errands, to visit places he wanted to see
etc, and it was tiring. Being pregnant and on double time for a week means I will
be sleeping for the next week just to catch up. A lot of it was fun, free meals
everynight when my grandpa took us all out, and the zoo, and the beach were
also fun. My brother is a chatterbox. Goes on and on about whatever opinion he
has, and if I disagree he gets sulky and moody. That’s really draining on its
own. In conclusion: one visit a year for a week is more than enough.
Test kit drama. My mom sent me one of my brothers spare
kits, and I love it sooo much more than the OneTouch Ultra. I have switched to
the freestyle lite and love it. The Ultra was giving me ridiculous readings
that didn’t make any sense. A salad should not bump my number up over 130. With
the ultra it reads about 144, with the lite it was 111. Much better. I tested
on all three kits to see what would happen; mine, my old one, and my brothers
and the Ultra was consistently 20-30 points higher. Its really frustrating. The
diabetes coordinator at my hospital said stick with the lite and keep eating
how I’m eating because it’s been super healthy.
Witchhazel on my face twice a day has done some kind of
wonders for my skin. Acne is not completely gone but it is tame.
Baby Gummybear kicks all the time now and I love it.
Yesterday I held someone elses baby and mine kicked me in the rib right when I got
her. Jealous child… I am YOUR mommy.
Week 17(.5) stats tomorrow
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