The Sliding Scale


Popping into hospital the other day for a check on the baby bump turned into a little unexpected adventure that I really wasn’t expecting this week. As these checks usually last about twenty minutes I thought nothing of taking Little Z with me as he loves it so much. There is the “cinema” in the waiting room where he happily watches all the baby and pram adverts on repeat whilst munching on some snack or other. He then watches in fascination as my blood pressure is taken and various gadgets are turned on to let us listen to the baby. He has a very strong love of both technology and anything that involves checking patients over.

This particular check quickly involved a bit of intense commotion followed by some surprise jabs and them telling me I wasn’t going home that night as I would need a sliding scale. A what? Having watched one too many movies the first thing that came to me was how it would make a good title to a summer blockbuster.

It turns out a sliding scale is a long slow drip of insulin administered to diabetics after certain situations. They start it off at a certain level and reduce it through the course of it whilst your body regulates itself to the latest changes. The doctor explained that the jab they had given to me would result in knocking out my sugar levels for a while and the insulin drip would help to regulate it all. The only thing was that it would be a 12 hour process; meaning I wasn’t going anywhere that night. On top of that, I would need a second jab in the morning and then another 24 hour drip. And my bloods would have to be monitored hourly. Through the night. On the hour. Every hour. Oh dear.

So started a blur of 36 hours of a slow insulin drip and learning to wheel my drip around like some bad trolley from Tescos. I discovered it takes until the second night to start becoming grumpy and slightly delirious with no sleep but it only takes half a night, I would say around 4am, to lose your temper and shout over to the girl on the next bed who has been on the phone to her friends and relatives ALL night long . She eventually put her phone down and spent the next day snoring away. I did warm to her after night 2 when she had her baby but sadly I didn’t get to see what her baby looked like. In fact, I probably couldn’t pick her out of a line up either.

The midwives and doctors were amazing and I really don’t know how they keep going hour after hour, patient after patient, task after task with all the compassion that they do. It really does take a special type of person and I was very lucky to have a rota of extremely nice ones that kept me laughing through all the countless wake ups. At one point I was told I was their least serious patient but the one that needed the most monitoring. I was half tempted to offer my blood to them through the night for my hourly checks on the understanding they didn’t wake me up. I was’t brave enough to suggest it, but I bet people have in the past. It’s a reasonable offer, right?

Apparently, once the baby is born I will need another sliding scale, depending on what drugs are used. As complicated as gestational diabetes seems to be, I am assured it will go once the baby arrives so here is still hoping.

So this weekend seemed like a very good time to actually pack my hospital bag and stick it in the boot. In all the washing I found Little Z’s 2010 outfit. One of his very first outfits. Sadly I haven’t found a 2015 equivalent yet but the hunt goes on!

(Week 4 of Project 52)

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  1. Oh my goodness that sounds like an ordeal. I had a similar woman next to me when I had A, she would talk loudly on her phone all the time and then eat packet after packet of crips really noisily. She is lucky she made it out of the hospital alive. I hope you are feeling ok x
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  2. What a nightmare, I know all too well about going to the hospital for a simple check up and them admitting you with the only difference being they admitted me to have my daughter 7 weeks early… Something I was definitely not ready or prepared for! I had two awful women on either side of me on my first night in the hospital – One who snored like there was a motorbike setting off and the other who just didn’t know the definition of quiet! I was so happy when they took me to my private room for what seemed like the longest 6 days of my life. I really hope you’re feeling better and I’m glad that once baby is here your diabetes will be gone xx
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  3. Hope that you are managing to get some more sleep now that you are home and hope that everything was ok with all your bloods while you were in hospital. Good luck with getting your hospital bag packed and the rest of your pregnancy.
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  4. Gosh, that must’ve been a real shock to you esp as you had Little Z with you too. But sounds like you coped, sort of and I don’t think anyone would blame you for getting angry with the mobile phone addict on the other side of the corridor!
    Really cute baby grow – you forget just how small they are when first born!
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  5. How did I miss that??? Congratulations! You’re going to love having 2. There is nothing more touching than the love your older child gives the baby, and then the reciprocal admiration that comes a few months later.

    I have looked into the ‘born in 2015’ thing. Here is what I have just found for you: (blue) (pink),default,pd.html#q=born%202015 (white)
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    1. I will be so happy if the gestational diabetes disappears. That’s what they keep telling me so here’s hoping!!

  6. oh Tas i am so sorry to read this. How awful to pop in for a routine check up to have to stay in and put up with that woman on her phone!!! I really hope that the rest of your pregnancy passes by more smoothly.
    i love that baby grow – you could always find a company which personalises clothing??? xx
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  7. That sounds like a lot of hard work, how incredibly stressful. I’m impressed you kept your temper that long to be honest-I have never been able to sleep in hospitals (sadly I’ve had a fair few times when I’ve had to try), both with similar nocturnal visits from medical staff and without, so you have my total sympathy. Take good care of yourself xx
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    1. I always hope for a private room and it never happens unfortunately. If ever I have to go again I’m going to ask!

  8. ohh I have been away from blogging for a while- so congratulations – Sorry to hear that you had a rough time, hopefully the next few weeks go smoothly and that outfit is sooooo cute I hope you find a 2015 version 🙂
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  9. Oh no I’m so sorry you are going through all this, I was monitored so much towards the end of my first pregnancy as I had OC and remember how tough it was and that was without another child. You are doing so well and I’m so glad you had such caring, pastoral support from the medical professionals during your stay. I cannot wait to hear your happy news, I have a feeling you’re having a girl this time xx
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  10. Oh goodness lovely how frightening and also what a drama. At least you were in the right place and they sorted you out, you poor thing. And I remember having a lady like that on the ward when I had LL, she was a right nightmare, and snored all night long- horrendous! Hope you are feeling a little better. xx
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