So as I mentioned before I failed my one hour glucose test and had to take a three hour one. I’m going to tell you about that, parts may come off as slightly *cough* dramatic. It’s because I was super hungry and tired.
I started to fast right after dinner. Morning of my head just feels super weird and all I want to do is sleep. I got up at least seven times the night before the test. Partly due to the obligation of having to empty my bladder and partly because my anxiety was not letting me sleep.
So they take your fasting level when you first get there and make you drink the dreaded drink of awfulness. I know I said it before but this drink is the worst for me. I actually used to like the taste of orange crush but my glucose tests now and in the past have ruined that for me. Anyways, after drinking the sugary sweet stuff you wait an hour to have your first draw.
The first hour is hard. At least for me, maybe you’ve had the test and never had a hint of an issue. Lucky beach. I always feel like I’m going to get sick which would be an automatic fail and I would have to take the whole test over again. So it’s basically a whole hour of fighting some pretty severe nausea. Also I was so exhausted that I feel asleep in the waiting room. Probably scared some other patients, who knows.
Made it through the first hour. Whew. Second hour, someone who smells awful sits next to me in waiting room. I’m talking BO, dirty litter box, and I can’t even identify the other horrid odor type of smell. My stomach starts to roll and I move away.
Second hour down, so now it’s just one more hour. Just one more blood draw and I can be done. Why is time going so slow? Did the minute hand on the clock just move backwards?
At last! I am free of the waiting room and just have to wait for my results.
P.S I passed the damn test this time