So...I failed my glucose test. Seriously. I couldn't even believe it. I asked the lady in the lab to do it again...she wasn't on my team. So with great annoyance, I am scheduled to do the oh-so-fun 3 hour test next Wednesday. Yay! I am really, really, really hoping to pass this one. Mostly, I'm just annoyed that I will have to sit in the doctor's office for three hours. Three hours?! Ugh. I can't have anything but water after 8:45 Tuesday night. My appointment is at 8:45 Wednesday morning, and after I drink a much larger portion of the make-your-teeth-fall-out sweet drink, they'll check my blood sugar every hour for three hours. For those of you keeping tally, that means I won't be able to eat for like 15 hours. How's that for torturing a pregnant lady?! Prayers and special thoughts would be much appreciated. :-)
Other than that terrible news, the appointment with the doctor went well. I met Dr. Verross and he was very nice. Ellison's heart beat was nice and strong at 155 BPM...although it did take a little while to find her because she was so jacked up on sugar water. Poor baby.
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