We have a lot to catch up on, so I am going to break down the last month in multiple posts to make it more reader friendly. This first post will tackle my glucose test.
First, let me say I was really nervous about this test. I don't know if my fears were reasonable, but I felt that if I failed this first test, then it was just the gateway to multiple complications as we get closer to delivery day. I have been so lucky to have no real complaints during this pregnancy, but the realist in me is really just waiting for the other shoe to drop. I saw this as the potential dropping of the shoe.
I took the one hour glucose test on November 4th. This was a breeze. This gave me this fruit punch beverage to drink on my way to the doctor's office. The beverage reminded me of those Little Jugs drinks from when I was a kid. An hour after I finish the drink, they took my blood and told me they would call me with the results.
They made me wait for the results until Tuesday and it drove me crazy all weekend. So, apparently they want your number to be 130 or below. Lucky me got a 129, but they still wanted me to come back to take the 3 hour test just to be safe.
So, on the 15th I go trucking back to the doctor's office. The 3 hour test is the most boring thing ever. Basically, I arrived, they pricked my finger, gave me another drink, and said come back in an hour. For the next 3 hours, I had to come back at an exact time to have my blood drawn again. You are not allowed to leave the premises during all this. I just took naps in my car in between. At the end of it, they sent me away and said they would call me with the results.
They made me wait 7 days! Apparently, my doc and nurse took some time off and were not in the office to give me the results every time I called. Finally, they called me and told me everything was normal. I was so relieved and happy. I called Jonathan immediately.
One fear down, 8,572 more to go...
