In my last post I revealed what led up to the day of my son’s birth. As I mentioned, Wednesday, November 5th my husband and I arrived at my OB’s office for a regularly scheduled check-up. We were told then that our baby was going to be delivered that day via C-section.
The entire process was a little nerve wrecking but overall went smoothly. I left my OB’s office and headed straight to Labor and Delivery (L&D). I tried to ask my OB if we could do the surgery the next day so I had time to better prepare my blood sugars but she didn’t want to wait. While I was in the doctor’s office my blood sugar was 90mg/dls but since it was almost lunchtime, I knew it was going to drop.
By the time I got set up in L&D, my blood sugar had dropped to 60mg/dls. It took them a while to get my IV (with sugar drip) hooked up and in the meantime my blood sugar kept tanking. I wasn’t allowed to eat anything to treat my low blood sugar because they didn’t want me to eat or drink anything for four hours before the surgery so I had to wait for the sugar drip to start.
About two hours passed between the doctor’s appointment and when I finally got in my IV. The sugar drip in the IV worked quickly and soon my blood sugar spiked up to 180mg/dls. I started to worry about being too high for the birth so I treated the high but I think some of the high was due to my nerves (I was so nervous!). My blood sugar came down fast and by the time I was getting prepped for surgery I was back to worrying about dropping low. About 10 minutes before I gave birth, my blood sugar was sitting pretty at 87mg/dls but I think it was on the way down. However, that was the last I cared about my blood sugar for several hours.
It was then time for delivery. I wasn’t too big a fan of having the epidural put in but once it was, everything progressed quickly. I didn’t feel anything but some pushing and pulling and next thing you know, my son arrived! They cleaned him up, weighed him and then handed him to me to say hello for a brief minute before taking him and my husband back to our room so I could be stitched up.
My son came out perfect. He scored an 8 and a 9 on his APGAR test. He weighed a chunky 10 pounds 14 ounces. However, he did have low blood sugar for about 36 hours. Luckily, it wasn’t too low though and he was able to stay with my husband and me instead of going to NICU. He had one blood sugar at 25mg/dls but otherwise he stayed in the 40’s. The nurses told me that as long as it was above 40, they weren’t worried but they wanted 3 consecutive readings above 50 before they stopped monitoring him. After the first 24 hours we started seeing blood sugars in the 60’s and after another 12 hours, we had our three in a row above 50 so they stopped monitoring. The nurses checked his blood sugar every 2 hours and they did it on his heel so I always felt so horrible when they would do it but it only seemed to upset him for a quick minute.
I didn’t change my basal or bolus rates back to my pre-pregnancy rates so my blood sugar stayed low the entire time I was in the hospital. The nurses did let me manage my diabetes though, which was nice. I was so thankful that my son came out healthy and my diabetes didn’t seem to have a negative impact on him. I stressed so much during the whole pregnancy but it was all worth it.