Failure.

28w 4d

As I wrote last week, I had my glucose test on Friday. They told me no news was good news, so when my phone rang this afternoon with a familiar number, I was instantly disappointed. I failed, "not by much" so they told me. I decided to get the 3 hour test over with and take it tomorrow morning. The nurse wasn't very pleasant on the phone, pretty much talking to me like I was a horrible person and/or child. Yes, I get it, no eating after 8pm. I am not some ogre-like character burning through boxes of Little Debbi's all night.

So here I am, fasting until 8:15am tomorrow at which time I will show up at the doctor AGAIN and have my blood drawn AGAIN, drink the glucose drink AGAIN, then proceed to have my blood drawn every hour for the next 3 hours. Good thing I have some reading material. I think what I am most upset about are my horrible veins that refuse to show themselves when the time is right. This usually involves a lot of digging with needles for long periods of time, resulting in something that looks like this:

Basically what I am trying to tell you is that there won't be an early post tomorrow. Think of me, sitting in the lab, getting poked every hour while you are enjoying your needle free day. *tear.