Glucose Tolerance

I'd heard such awful things about the glucose test in pregnancy that I literally put it off until the last minute. I took the 1 hr the day before the 28 week cut off. And... I ended up loving the drink! The lab I went to chilled theirs, and I love orange gatorade. I joked on instagram that I wouldn't have minded drinking more! And that came back to bite me in the rear!

The lab I went to had a hard time getting my results to my doctor, so I didn't know how I did for quite a few weeks. My OB started to get really angry, so I got it all figured out, and realized I failed it. Not by a ton, but definitely failed. But... I was leaving for Utah in two days and there was no way I could get the 3 hour test done in that time frame. I started stressing about having Gestational Diabetes and after quite a bit of research I was pretty convinced I had it. I went crazy about my diet, well not crazy, but counting anything and being careful is crazy enough for me! I started counting carbs and paying attention to sugar and began eating way more protein than I probably needed to. I even told Derek that I hoped I had it. It comes with a risk of having Type 2 Diabetes later in life which I definitely don't want. But I was convinced that this was what I needed to kick myself into gear and stop being lazy about working out and eating well. I had a lot of the symptoms and it just made sense.

I finally was able to get an insurance authorization and my lab order faxed over to a lab in Utah so I could get the test and stop worrying about it. It took FOREVER and what felt like a million frustrating phone calls. But it worked out. I got to the lab at 7:15 this morning and was semi excited to drink the liquid. I knew it was double the size, and I was alright with that.... until I realized it wasn't double the size. It was just double the sugar. So nasty. I almost couldn't do it!  It was touch and go for the first hour with whether or not I could keep it down. But the really nice ladies got me a bed and warm blankets and turned out the lights for me. Seriously they were so sweet. They'd come in at the hour mark, gently tap me and ask if I was ready, I'd sit up, they'd draw blood and then they sort of tucked me back in. It was actually kind of humorous! I slept through all 3 hours since I felt so sick. But I made it through....... and......... I PASSED!!! With flying colors. No Gestational Diabetes here! But I think it still scared me enough to get my rear in gear after this babe comes!