“Feed Me (Git It)” – Little Shop of Horrors

25 Jan

Like every pregnant woman, I am very hungry all the time…especially since I am eating for three. At the beginning of my pregnancy I did have some weird cravings which mainly consisted of wanting spicy buffalo wings for every meal, especially breakfast. Now that I am stuck in bed, it seems that my cravings for food are not as strong as they used to be. Possibly because I know that I am not able to satisfy a craving as easily as before, due to lack of mobility and having a limited menu to order from. It’s a nice treat when visitors come by with snacks and food from the outside world to shake up my usual diet because the hospital serves absolutely no fried foods (my current craving)!

Other than not serving fried foods, which I guess is the right thing to do at a hospital, I had a beef to pick with the cafeteria because of some errors happening when I did order their food. Recently, the hospital has been going through some transitions and construction which caused the cafeteria to be moved and they are still trying to get their act together. Over the past few days, food has been brought to my room extremely late, the order has been wrong, or they just forget to bring the food altogether. This would be annoying to the average person but to a hungry pregnant woman with raging hormones, any delays with food being served means war! Plus it’s not just the fact that I am pregnant, but I am also completely powerless being on bed rest since I can’t just get up and do something about it myself. I can complain to my nurses and then they call someone but by that point I have already raided my snack bag while I wait for the cafeteria to get it right. I’m also not the only one with these issues since all of my other bed rest friends are experiencing the same thing. Luckily, today I rattled enough chains to talk to the cafeteria supervisor in person and hopefully, everything will get better since now I have his number on speed dial.

In addition to the cafeteria drama, another black cloud regarding food might be on the horizon. I recently took a blood test in order to determine if I have gestational diabetes. I was given this disgusting drink (which contained 50 grams of sugar) to find out whether my body could regulate my insulin levels properly. Gestational diabetes is very common if you are having multiples because of the higher increase in hormone levels but luckily, the disease is only temporary and goes away once you deliver. Being on bed rest also increases the chances of gestational diabetes due to not being able to exercise or burn calories. With all of these odds stacked against me, I did not expect to pass and I ended up failing the first test. All hope is not lost because I have one more test to take which will give the final say on whether or not I get this diagnosis. The three hour glucose tolerance test is a lot more intense and I get to have more of that lovely sugar drink that actually tastes like flat Fanta but ten times sweeter.

The one silver lining is that for three days before I take this next test, I have to be on a high carbohydrate diet to get my pancreas ready for the marathon. Over these three days, I will give my pancreas a big workout by eating 300 grams of carbs per day. This way, when I take the test, my pancreas is prepped and ready to tackle that nasty drink. But if my body is not working the way it should, my pancreas will not do its job correctly and then I will officially have gestational diabetes. For now, I will fully enjoy my carb splurge since my diet might change drastically if I don’t pass the test. The twins and I are all crossing our fingers and hoping for the best. Thankfully, even if I do end up testing positive, I am in a controlled environment with dietitians to consult and nurses to take care of me 24/7. I just don’t like the idea of having to get my finger poked several times a day…but I’ll give them a few drops if that’ll appease and then I just need to worry about getting the twins to grow for me!

*The song “Feed Me (Git It)” is from the 1982 Off-Broadway musical Little Shop of Horrors which later was adapted into a film in 1986 and then revived on Broadway in 2003. Being pregnant and having this huge appetite, I sometimes can really relate to Audrey II (the man eating plant). In the song, Audrey II is desperately bribing his caretaker Seymour to feed him humans in order to survive. Other than the eating humans part, I am in a situation where I have to rely on people to get me food which is another reminder that I can’t be independent. If I end up being diagnosed with gestational diabetes, that will be yet another restriction to add to the list. Of course, I am hoping for the best and staying as positive as ever. Overall, I just keep telling myself that this whole experience is just a blip and before I know it, I will be out of here with two little babies singing this very song to me all day and all night.

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Nasty glucose drink

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On the phone while enjoying my carbs

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6 Responses to ““Feed Me (Git It)” – Little Shop of Horrors”

  1. Jennifer Brown January 26, 2012 at 4:41 am #

    Oh I sooooo soooo soooo hope you do not have gestational diabetes!!! I really hope for good results!!! That was my low on bedrest being forced to a seperate menu as the food already sucked! I am crossing fingers you do not have gestational diabetes!!!

  2. Grace January 26, 2012 at 9:03 am #

    Sorry to hear about all of the cafeteria problems and also the risk of gestational diabetes! I was diagnosed with “pre Diabetic” levels last week and was put on the diabetic menu here: low carbs/low sugars. Of course then I started craving junk food :/ They prick my finger 4 times a day, and today I received an insulin shot in my belly (ouch!) because the steroid shot I received yesterday raised my blood sugars so much. I hope you pass your 3-hour and you do not need any modifications 🙂

  3. Paul January 26, 2012 at 9:49 am #

    I love your positive spirit that keeps persevering, no matter what! So, if it turns out you do have gestational diabetes, it is merely (easy for me to say) one more challenge on the road to motherhood. Perhaps this current experience filled with new challenges is an exercise preparing you for life with twins. xo TOD

  4. Wendy Shuken January 26, 2012 at 9:56 am #

    Hi Jessica,
    I read your blog every day but don’t always take the time to let you know. Just think: when one of your teenage twins is stretching his/her wings and becoming feisty with Mother, You have lots of opportunities to say, “and after ALL I’ve gone through, you have the audacity to speak to your mother that way?????”
    Take care, lots of love, Wendy

  5. Jessica January 26, 2012 at 10:25 am #

    Funny, the cafeteria thing must be a problem everywhere. When I was on hospital bedrest with my twins the cafeteria would forget to bring me food about once a day at least. Finally I talked to the supervisor who was out at another hospital for a few weeks (her excuse) and she brought me this giant candy tray and apologized profusely. Funny thing was, it didn’t get any better! I felt sorry having the nurses call everyday just to track down some lunch. Also, the hospital I was at had a McDonalds of all places in it so at least I always got my french fry craving met. Needless to say, when I was finally home and they sent the hospital survey form, I slammed the cafeteria. I think you are doing great, keep your chin up.

  6. Cynthia January 26, 2012 at 11:17 am #

    So sorry that you have to go through all this, but your attitude and spirit are amazing. I will be in in 2 weeks and I expect a list of what you want to eat. You’ll let me know what you can have. Hopefully, you will not be too restricted. Thinking of you every day. Love NYC mom

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