I had to take the dreaded glucose test last week and yep, you guessed it, I failed it. Granted, I didnt' fail by much, but they said any level above 140 is failing, and I had a 147.
Great. Now I get to go on Wednesday and have the 3-hour glucose test. I can't eat anything past midnight and I have to be there at 8:45. Happy, happy, joy, joy. Do you know how hard it is for a pregnant woman not to eat? Especially in the morning when I am the hungriest?
Oh well, my fantastic hubby is going to take me and sit with me for 3 hours for fear I might pass out. (But at least I am in a doctor's office if I do, right?)
Damn, you glucose. Damn you (potential diabetes.)
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