Naw, it wasn't that bad.
I had my glucose tolerance test today. It was hard to motivate myself to do it because it was just a walk-in instead of an appointment. All I knew was I had to do it before I leave town for Christmas so I was running out of days to procrastinate.
When I was pregnant with Griffin it was a 1 hour 2 fnger prick test.
Apparently here in WA they are a bit glucose phobic.
It was a 2 hour, 3 arm vein pricks, 5 vile of blood kinda test. Except we were there for 3 hours because of the no appointment thing. Sounds worse than it was. It would have been super relaxing since they room you wait in has recliners and an abundance of fun old magazines. They even had comfy throw blankets in there.
That is unless you are taking a 2 year old with you. BUT he was really good. He had his token temper tantrum at the beginning then was so good and watched Finding Nemo, had a
Could have done without him slamming his little body into me as I had a giant needle sticking into my arm though. Bully.
We shall see what the results are soon! I have to say with all the running and vegetable eating I have done this pregnancy if I have gestational diabetes I may just give up all hope.
Poor Andrew got a little bit of the bitchiness thrown at him this morning. I got ridiculously mad at him for saying he wanted to eat breakfast before putting lotion on my itchy back. "Sure, you have your breakfast! I'll just starve until noon today all the while getting the lifeblood sucked out of me! With an itchy back...but please...eat your cereal." Yeah, I see the ridiculousness of it. Sorry, babe. He truly is the BEST HUSBAND EVER! I always feel so lame after I get upset with him because I know it was all in my head. He rarely does anything to warrant me getting upset. I'll be playing the hormone card on that one.
I seriously cannot complain because if discomfort/pain means I am growing my sweet daughter I will take it times 100! Totally friggin' worth it! One step closer to seeing her sweet face!
6.5 months, little girl! She did good this weekend though. I ran 7 miles with Shelly and she didn't even smush my bladder all that much!
Hadn't checked your blog in awhile. It doesn't come up on my blog reader since it's private!
ReplyDeleteBut man, I hope I don't have to do a blood glucose test like that. With Eli, it was just one hour, and then they took one vile. But if you fail that, then you have to do the three hour test which sounds a lot like what you did! And with Griffin with you, you're amazing! And I feel you on the moodiness, I yelled at Reid about putting too many noodles in our dinner the other night..um, yeah. Sorry husbands!