Preggo Tales


They gave me a 'Good Job' Snoopy bandaid :)

The dreaded glucose tolerance test. Friends and family members who have been there and done that warn you about it. But just like the labor and delivery horror stories you think "that won't be me." 

It really has been one of, if not the most, awful pregnancy related experience. I'll take peeing when I sneeze for the rest of my life over doing this test ever again. No shame. I may sound whiny and thats because I am whining so stop reading if you don't want to hear a good old pregnancy b*tch fit. 

First of all if you think you can just pop into the lab and get in and out for the 1 hour test, sorry but that's not gonna happen. It's busy - all day - every day. Once you do finally get into the lab they give you exactly 120 seconds to drink the nastiest syrup concoction in the world. Others had suggested orange was the best flavor so thats what I went with. My nurse literally sat there and said "chug, chug, chug" while I drank it. 

After downing it like I was playing flippy cup at a college party, I now had to keep myself from vomiting - because if I did - I would have to come back and do it all again. I am one of the unlucky ones who still get a little morning sickness so literally holding back my puke all around sucked. I did end up throwing up later but I managed to hold it back for the hour so I could get my blood drawn, I deserve a reward. 

And then I got the call, I failed. I get to come back for a three hour test - yay for me! This time is worse than the first, if possible. I knew what it was going to be like this time around. Also I had to fast starve for 10 hours prior. Granted I had my appointment at 8 am so I was asleep for the majority of the time BUT its become a habit to wake up and eat a bowl of cereal in the middle of the night. What don't judge, baby is hungry!

The night before I did everything suggested to help me pass. I woke up at my usual 3:00 AM pee and went back to bed without a single ounce of food. Yes I was hungry. Which means I woke up hangry. I was required to schedule an appointment for this test so I got in a lot faster than the first time - thank God. 

This time I had to drink twice the amount with an allotted 5 minutes. To get the same flavor or try a new one... I went with the same because Lime scares me and that was the only other option. I took all 5 minutes, maybe 6 - they watch you like a hawk for those few minutes - come on people its not like I'm going to toss it in the trash without drinking it! Well I might if you make me drink anymore...

There were a few fellow preggo's there taking the test too - one downed hers like a champ - b*tch & one vomited on the nurse - awesome.  

This time I had to control my nausea from turning into vomiting for three hours - not an easy task. I felt absolutely awful the first two hours. By the third it must have been leaving my system because I was just hungry. After getting my fourth blood draw for the day - I was out of there and headed to the nearest source of food. 

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During the entire process, especially after failing the first, my main concern was for my baby. I felt guilty for eating an extra brownie (or two) on the reg. I have had a major sweet tooth and because of my normal weight gain, I didn't think it mattered. My next thought was that what the hell would I eat if I failed again. 

I get the results tomorrow at my 27 week appointment - fingers crossed. 







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