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24 Weeks & Glucose Hell

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I will probably fast next time even though they don't say to the first time around and I will probably not eat skittles the night before. I will most likely do a bit more walking as well. Drinking the glucose wasn't even that bad (get the orange) but it makes you lightheaded for sure. I chugged it in 2 minutes and followed it up with eggs & toast. I went in thinking the best. That I would be completely normal. 

Then immediately after the test she told me at 143 I needed to take the 3 hr test and I wanted to die. I thought surely she was kidding, but she wasn't really the kidding type. Because 1. I hate spending extra money 2. I hate thinking my fetus is at risk 3. I hate having to find a sitter, especially for 3 hours 4. I HATE thinking about being in a doctor's office for 3 hours 5. I hate thinking of drinking the "not so terrible drink" THREE more times 5. I hate thinking I have to get my blood drawn THREE more times since that is always sucky for me. 6. I hate to think about fasting and only drinking that crap. 7. I then hate to think those results would come back negative and the next 3.5 months are going to be hell. What am I supposed to snack on, vegetables?!?

She said at least I don't need iron supplements (which is good since I'm like 50/50 on my prenatal) and I'm not constipated. So there was something for the win. I guess. Whatever. I'm still ticked.
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  1. Caitlan19 November, 2015

    Oh the glucose test. I thought I was going to pass out and probably would have if I hadn't run (waddled) outside for fresh air. I'm sorry you have to do it again :(

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