Exhausted

Is it really only Wednesday??

I don't want to bore you with details; this will be brief:
Friday- doctor appointment: I gained 8.5 pounds (yikes), got a shot in my booty, and failed a glucose test
Weekend- about died from lack of sugar intake. I mean, remove sugar and carbs from my diet and it is not pretty.
Monday- Big glucose test. No food since Sunday night. Blood drawn four times. Bruised enough to look like a heroin addict. Got MRI results back. Love of My Life needs a knee scope over the summer.
Tuesday- finally got my blood work back- I passed. Ate my first piece of chocolate in 5 days. Prepared Childbirth class: watched THREE movies involving actual delivery of babies. Now, this might need a little more discussion....

The Love of My Life and I have been dreading "the movies" in our childbirth class for months now. Both of us are pretty squeamish. Okay, EXTREMELY squeamish. The nurse talked a lot and then introduced the movies. The first one, we did good. I didn't get light headed and LOML never looked away. I felt so proud of us. The second one didn't go over so well. Know that I haven't read a whole lot about actual delivery due to my known weakness. I was good until it showed how the epidural is inserted and talked about the catheter. Then they started tossing around words like episiotomy. I started to get hot, even sweaty. My feet couldn't stay still. I though about throwing up. I kept thinking, "No. I am not doing this. If anyone is doing this, it's LOML." He knew what was happening. My stubborn self wouldn't get up and leave (mainly for fear of falling out in front of the whole class). I put my head down. The Love of My Life finally convinced me to leave the room. I stood up and the black started to creep into my vision. I don't know how I made it to the door...and then after about 5 minutes in that cold hallway, I was fine. How could this be? LOML is supposed to be the one out in the hallway. This was NOT how I expected things to go down. Wow. I don't think putting on my big girl pants is the answer here. :) I'm counting on a little more of God's grace the day we deliver. All I have to do is ask.