I had been dreading it, of course. The thought of sitting anywhere for 3 hours immediately puts me off (unless it's on my own couch for a 48 Hours marathon.) I had contemplated bringing Audrey since she's such good company but at the last minute I decided against it. When they called me back, I had my blood drawn by a very nice lady who had no problem finding a vein (unlike the last woman who butchered my arm for the 1 hour test...) Then she gave me the drink...and it was COLD! Oh, so much better. It was also fruit punch flavored. For the 1 hour the lady at the front desk handed me a warm orange drink and I nearly puked as I tried to get it down. I was on my way back to the front waiting room when the lady offered to let me sit in the back waiting room. "There's a back waiting room? Like a secret waiting room?" "Oh yes, and it has recliners and you don't have to be out there with the waiting room drama." Ummm, sold! So I got to sit in a nice recliner, all by myself, equipped with my cell phone, ipod, and a good James Patterson book. It was actually really nice to have nothing to do but sit and read and text Chris. So, not a bad experience at all.
Then I headed up to see my dr. My bp was good and I weighed in at 145. Dr K came in all happy- and then he saw my 1 hour test results. He was not happy. In fact, he is almost positive I have GD and he even wondered if I had it with Audrey since she was so big. He worried me a bit...he said that babies born to mothers with GD don't do a great job of thriving when they are born. They are so used to getting sugar and when that immediately stops, it's a bit traumatizing. Babies sometimes need to go to the ICU. That got my attention. Basically when my results come back, if I fail two of the tests, I'll need to go to diabetes training where they'll teach me how to manage my diet & record my blood sugar 4x a day.
Well, all I can say is that this is certainly not the worst thing in the world and I can manage this. I'm very thankful this has been the only complication. So many things can go wrong with a pregnancy, so I'm counting my blessings.
I am 32 weeks, 2 days pregnant.