3 Hour Blood Glucose Test

Today we went and did the 3 hour blood glucose test and it was everything I expected it to be.

First they had me do a urine sample.  This surprised me.  No one told me about this part so I had actually just went before we left the house.  Luckily I was able to squeeze a little out.

Then they took the first blood draw.  This was not so bad.  I had the same lady I've had the past two times and she did a really good job.  Then I drank the nasty sugar drink like I was downing a shot.  Might as well get it over with, right?  Then we went back to the waiting area for the next hour.

That first hour was not so fun.  I kept having waves of feeling sweaty and lightheaded.  There were a couple of times I thought I might throw up.  Finally the hour was up and we reported for the next blood draw.  The same nice nurse asked how I was feeling.  I told her I didn't feel very good and told her about it.  She took my blood and then had me walk over to the OBGYN's office where they gave me a room where I could lie down for a while.  That's when I started to feel shaky and cold.  I had a blanket but I still felt cold.  And then I started crying.  I don't know why I was crying, but I was, and that upset me even more.  That was a hard hour.

Another nurse came by when the hour was up and took the next blood draw in that room.  I was starting to feel a little better so I sat up for about twenty minutes just to see how it would go and I felt like I could go sit in the waiting room area with everyone else, so we went back out there.  Eventually our time was up and it was time for the last blood draw.

Another different nurse took us and seated us.  She looked at both my arms that by now each had bruises on them.  When she pressed on the bruises they were tender.  I could tell she was nervous and that made me nervous.  She tied the band around my right arm (it was the right arms turn) but quickly changed her mind.  She kept saying "hhmmmm..." and "um....."  Thankfully she said she was going to have someone else come and look at it.  In walked the first nurse that I like!!  This made me feel a lot better.  She looked at both arms and asked me which one I wanted to have it taken from.  I asked her if she was going to do it.  She said yes!!  I said, "Then you pick.  You do a good job and I trust you."  She chose the left arm that had already been poked twice (first draw, and third draw).  She said she was sorry they had bruised and I told her the left arm didn't bruise when she did it the first time and that it was from the other nurse.  She took the last blood draw and I always have to look away.  This time I watched Jake's face and I could tell something was going on.  I asked him about it when we got back to the Jeep and he said she went right through the vein and had to wiggle it around and try to get back into it.  Joy.  This is why I can't watch these things.  That I don't like the sight of the blood getting sucked up into the vial.  *shudder*

Then we came home and ate some food and Jake went to work.  I took a two hour nap.  My house is a mess but that will have to wait until tomorrow.  My arms hurt!!  I know I'm a pansy but that's what my 3-day weekends are for and I think I can spend today recovering and tackle it tomorrow!  The puppies have been unusually good today.  I think they know that I don't have the energy to play with them and make them mind today.  They have been taking naps with me!! 

Hopefully the test results come back completely normal.  And hopefully they won't take two and a half weeks to tell me about them!!  This week marks 32 weeks, so only 8 more to go.  Jake has to work all this weekend but in exchange he has all of next weekend off, so we are going to Portland to celebrate our anniversary that is on the twelfth.  We are planning to go to the Portland Zoo!!  I'm pretty excited!!