An Answer to my Health Issues

It would appear I may have my answer. (Mallisa was right). I went on to my pregnancy group and asked them if they had any ideas as to what could be causing all my issues... I figure if you want to know what is going on in a pregnancy, who better to ask than an entire group of pregnant ladies. That is like asking all their OBs too... Well they all made the suggestion that I could possibly be anemic. I never honestly considered that. With the way I have been feeling I thought gestational diabetes, low blood sugar, low blood pressure due to progesterone injections... i just didn't think anemic. I mean anemics are usually tired.... but wouldn't you know that one of the symptoms of anemia is insomnia! yep, that's right... and if that is the case, it sure explains why I have had the golden opportunity to say hola to 0300 so many times in the last couple of months.

Aside from insomnia, it also causes increased heart rate, shallow breathing, dizzy and lightheadedness, headaches, and nausea. So, for the time being, I am going to hope that my prenatals (which I have not been taking) will kick in and help out my iron levels a little bit, and then at my next doctors appointment, I am going to have him draw some blood and find out if that's the case. I hope it is... time will quickly tell. :) I never thought I would be happy to be anemic lol. But pregnancy leads to stupid things like hoping you have anemia.

I just love how this discovery has nothing to do with the quacks that claim to be doctors over in labor and delivery. What a useless bunch of idiots. I guess I have to do everything by myself... geesh.

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