My 3 hour (which is actually 4 hours) glucose tolerance test is over. It was definitely a difficult morning, but it ended up going a lot better, thanks to the love & support from family & friends. I know I should not be a baby when I'm about to give birth to a baby, but seriously, 4 blood draws in four hours? Not a good time. Especially when you have to fast 12 hours beforehand and you are pregnant. I did not sleep well last night, for the third night in a row, which is why I'm indulging right now with a cup of caffeinated chai tea :-). I woke up this morning around 3:45 and laid in bed until 7am... I figured the more I moved, the hungrier I would feel... and today is my first day of Christmas Break (one perk of teaching), so it was a treat.
Armed with books from Elyse & Melissa, two of my teaching friends, I walked into the doctor's office at 8:20 after Grant dropped me off. They drew my blood at 8:30 (I had been fasting since 8:30 last night) and then had me drink another nasty drink... this one was BAD. Twice as much sugar... it tasted like straight up orange cough medicine. She warned me to drink it slowly as those who rush through it have had it come up just as quickly... awesome. The little guy started moving like crazy and I went out to the parking garage to get some air. I felt lightheaded, so I figured beating the crowds to do Christmas shopping was probably not a good idea.
I won't know the results for a few more days... but I have been blessed with a good pregnancy thus far, so I will CHOOSE to be joyful & thankful even if I fail and have to follow a super strict diet for the rest of this pregnancy. After all, this little man will be totally worth it.
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