Last Tuesday I headed over to the lab to take my one hour glucose test to check for gestational diabetes. There is something about that test that makes it one of my least favorite of all prenatal tests so as I left the lab I crossed my fingers in hope that my numbers would be low enough to not have to take the three hour test.
I needed to score a 130 or lower.
On Friday I received a phone call from my OB-GYN’s office. My score was 148.
I failed the test.
So now I get to go take the three hour test this week. The test that requires me to fast for 10 hours prior to stepping foot in the lab. The test where I get to sit in the lab for three hours and have blood drawn once every hour after drinking another one of those awful 10 ounce containers of sugar water. The test that left me nauseous and famished by the time I finished it when I was pregnant with my first son.
Needless to say I’m not looking forward to this test.
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