A Cruel Turn of Events

Needles and I are not friends. We are enemies. Which is why this is a cruel turn of events.

I failed my gestational diabetes test. I hate failing tests, but this failure requires a reassessment....usually a good thing, right? WRONG!!!

I have to fast, get my blood drawn, drink Glucola, get my blood drawn, drink Glucola, get my blood drawn, drink Glucola, and get my blood drawn. This all in the matter of 3 hours. UGH.

I seriously think I'm going to die. Taking that much blood in that little amount of time has got to be lethal. I have started cleaning my classroom in preparation for a new teacher.

No, I'm not being melodramatic at all. If you knew how much I hated needles, you would realize that I am being absolutely serious. The prospect of having to give myself shots of insulin makes me want to barf. UGH.

There's my rant for the night. I will get over it, and I will get the test done....possibly Friday. I plan to get it overwith as soon as possible because having it hanging over my head will be worse. But I don't have to like it!!!!!!

Comments

Katie said…

How far along are you? I don't even have my glucose test until my next appt at 26 weeks. Hope everything else is gong well. I hated needles until I had to get blood draws every week for a year -- i got used to it, not that I love it now. Here's hoping you get a really good nurse!

April 21, 2010 at 4:24 PM

Julie said…

For some reason, my OB has us do one at the beginning as a baseline. I thought it was common practice until I started mentioning it to people! I will still have the 28 week test too.

April 23, 2010 at 3:43 PM

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