Ok, as all of you know from my posting on Friday my glucose test did not go very smoothly. So today at 8 AM sharp, I was back at the Outpatient Lab having yet again another glucose test done. However, this time instead of a 1 hour test this one was a total of 3 long hours.
Everything started out smoothly. I drank the yucky glucose drink. This time it was not fruit punch, but orange. It reminded me of that orange drink you get at McDonald's. Lets just say it was not very appetizing. The concentrate this time was much higher and made me gag.
Over the course of the next dreadful 3 hours, I get stuck with a needle (yes, a needle in which I hate) 5 different times. They could not just put an IV in and draw from that every time of course not that would have been to easy. However, I did suggest the idea, but got shot down. Bummer!
So, one hour had pasted and by then I had already had 3 sticks to the same arm. Talk about being sore. About 1 hour and 15 minutes into the test, I started to get really really hot. I kept thinking to myself this is not good, I still have 2 long hours to go. To top it off, I was just sitting out in the regular waiting room in the most uncomfortable chairs you can imagine getting really tired and starting not to feel all that well. The nurse came out and saw my discomfort and had me move to the other side of the room where the air conditioning was the best to cool me down. Thank goodness! I kept thinking "Man, I hope I remembered my deodorant today!" I guess it was a big mistake to where jeans. However, I am always cold in the doctors office or hospital and I thought I would be ok, but I guess I was wrong. About another 15 minutes pasted, however I was still really really hot, my belly was starting to hurt, and not to my knowledge but I was starting to shake a little. Ask Brent about my shaking sometime. I do it when I am cold or sometimes just because. It is really creepy, but hey I can not help it. The nurse came out to check on me and the look on her face was not good. She asked if I was feeling ok and I calmly stated that I was not feeling up to pare. She could definitely tell she told me. She said I was pale as a ghost and did not look well. She moved me to a room in the back and had me lay down for the remainder of the testing. If I were to get sick, I would have to take the test all over again tomorrow and I surely did not want that especially since I had already had 3 needles in me already and only had 2 to go. Have I mentioned that I hate needles! For the next hour and a half I took a little nap and they came in when needed and would take yet again some more blood sticking me each time.
When it was all said and done, I felt much better and did not get sick. Thank goodness! However, at times I really wished I could have. Now, I was insanely hunger and needed food and a drink bad. I had not had anything to eat or drink since Sunday night around 9 PM and now it was close to 12 noon.
Lets just say that I am glad the test is over and I hope that everything comes back just fine tomorrow. As for the baby, I am sure he or she is going to miss that rush of sugar. The baby was constantly on the move all morning after drinking that gross glucose drink.
Please keep me and the baby in your prayers tonight, so that tomorrow we can hear good news!
Well off to the dentist I now go!
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