Glucose Update

So, I don't have any word on the results, but I am happy to say that I made it through that crummy glucose test today.

The good news is that the 100g dose of glucose drink actually tastes better that the 50g dose. I almost felt like I was drinking orange drink from McDonald's (a favorite as a child), but just a little bit thicker of a version. My poor little arms are tired of all the pokes though. We attempted to rotate arms between blood draws, but my second draw was a little botched, so we only ended up doing one draw in that arm and 3 in the other. I don't think they would have found the vein again....:)

I've learned that the two ladies who work in the lab are not the most personable, but if you just joke around and smile with them, you quickly become their favorite. I was there so long that as they would call people from the waiting room, they would glance at me to see if I could point them in the direction of the next victim.

I also learned that when you ask whether or not water was contraband, and the lady tells you it's fine, but to take it slow because you could get nauseous, you should listen up. I am a water fiend lately, and I was like 99.9% parched (Thanks Napoleoan Dynomite dude). I would usually slam down 8 oz in no time at all, but I decided to listen to the lady's warning. Sure enough, a few sips will do you. What exactly is in that Glucose drink?

Overall the three hours weren't as excrutiating as I was imagining. Hours one and two were the hardest though. For some reason that drink makes you almost comatose. I was pretty sure I would fall asleep in my chair. Another girl taking a long test (but not a glucose test), actually did fall asleep. They kept calling her name for her next draw and she slept right through. I think this is where I earned my value as the waiting room director. I kept pointing at the girl until they understood that she was really there. She even woke up with me pointing at her. Golden.

Two other random thoughts about the day:
1) People who frequent diagnostic labs at any given 3.5 hr period are whack. There was a guy there when I got in who was really agitated waiting for whatever test he had to take. He'd stand up, shuffle, run his hands through his hair, adjust his hoodie, etc. I swear he was going to have a panic attack. I think that perhaps he was going through some kind of drug withdrawal, and was anxiously waiting to get some sort of drug test finished so that he could go and "light up."
2) Waiting room chairs are not made for women with pregnant bellies and sore tailbones. There was not comfy wait to sit.

I'll update you on the result when I know, but I'm pretty sure I passed this time. :)