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Glucose Test, Failed.

I failed my glucose test. By TWO points. I think it might be the first test I’ve failed since attempting calculus as a college freshman.

28 weeks

The bad news:

I have to go back to the doctor’s office and spend not one hour, but three hours to take another test. The nurse who called me said to bring something to do. I don’t know what this test involves, but no doubt it will include more sugary drinks. Though, for as many horror stories as I’d heard about the one-hour glucose test and the stuff you have to drink, I didn’t think it was that bad. Mine was basically tropical punch-flavored Koolaid. Of course, I have a sweet tooth…

The good news:

The nurse encouraged me to carb-load in the days before the appointment. All the pasta, white bread, rice and other carb-filled goodness I want. And she also told me to eat a candy bar before bed the night before. (Dave’s response: “how is this different than any other night?”) Oh, and they also have beds at the doctor’s office, so if I want to sleep during the three hours I’m there, I can.

Maybe this won’t be so bad after all.

For those of you clamoring to see a new picture of my rapidly-expanding belly, enjoy. This is from last Friday.

 

2 Responses to “Glucose Test, Failed.”

  1. Joan Smith says:

    Thanks for the new picture!!! I am just so very excited for you & Dave…!!!!

  2. Anne says:

    Yay! You look pregnant! You are so cute!!!

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