Oh geez... I can't really explain how frustrated I have been over the last few days over iron tablets.
I had my glucose test Wednesday which meant they also checked me for anemia.
Here's what I will say about the glucose test... it really wasn't that big of a deal. As someone who has had stomach tests done in the past (aka I've had to swallow barium), swallowed radioactive iodine, and been on the stupid low-iodine diet, drinking the glucose didn't bother me. More than anything, the volume and time limit were difficult.
I passed my glucose test (cue sigh of relief).
But I'm anemic. And that really wasn't a shock to me. I tested anemic at my first appointment and have been taking special iron-laced prenatals ever since. Plus, I've been REALLY tired. I'm sure I have alluded to it a little on the blog, but for the most part I have tried my best to not complain too much.
When we were struggling to get pregnant and then forced to put baby plans on hold, I really struggled reading other women complain about their pregnancy symptoms. Honestly, I still REALLY struggle hearing pregnant women complain. I want to reach through the computer screen, grab them and yell, "You're so lucky to be pregnant!! Stop complaining!!" I know pregnancy isn't always comfortable and some women have it worse than others. But all the aches and pains are so worth it. This pregnancy and baby have been such a blessing and awakening for Phil and I. So I do my best to not complain too much.
But I won't lie... I've been REALLY tired. I knew it couldn't be normal pregnancy exhaustion. It had to be thyroid/anemia related.
So I was kind of relieved when they called Thursday to tell me I was anemic and that they had sent in a prescription for some iron tablets. I was ready to start taking them IMMEDIATELY since I knew that meant I would feel better soon-ish.
However, these iron pills are apparently like gold. And they are more than impossible to get filled. I've been running back and forth between pharmacies to try and get it filled. I literally want to burst into tears. I feel like they are holding these dang things hostage... my ticket to feeling better.
Cross your fingers I get my iron tablets soon. Or I may cry. Baby Janney wants his red blood cells.
Phil now understands why I stock-pile my thyroid pills. I refuse to go a single day without one of those bad boys.