3 Hour Glucose Tolerance Test :(

Saturday Jan 5th I had my 3 hour Glucose Tolerance Test. Requested by the doctor because my levels were 133 from December and the normal is 99. :(

I went in for a 7:20 appointment. Forgot the new insurance card, so DH had to drive back home and get it. Before he got back they brought me in, took the first blood test (Right Arm). No issues.. Waited a few minutes. Drank the orange stuff. It DOES taste like Tang btw. Or a very very syrupy Orange Soda from McDonalds. I went back out into the waiting room and tried to relax. I took out my book and started reading. I ended up chatting with 4 people. 2 pregnant women doing the same thing I did, 1 guy and 1 other woman who just needed it done. We talked of babies and labor, they all asked me if I was pregnant. Unfortunately I said I'm not.. So I told them my story and what my plans were.

The hour flew by. Which was awesome! I went back in for my 2nd test. (Right arm again- Now currently bruised btw) She MISSED and couldn't find the vein. She fished around.. Didn't hurt but I started getting nervous. She took the needle out and tried to find the vein in my left arm. She couldn't.. So she had the tech. He found it right away, took the blood test and wala. That one stung. At this point I'm almost in tears, not over the pain but the fear that I'd have to start over again or they'd continue to poke and prod me and not be successful in finding the flippin vein!

I went back out into the waiting room and told my 'crew' what was going on. We all were reading.. At this point my stomach started turning before I even got the 2nd test done but more so now. I thought it was my mind playing tricks because I was so nervous. We started talking again. I'm one who can carry a conversation with just about anyone. *Strikes a pose*

Hour goes by.. I go back in. At this point both my arms are bruised to hell. Same woman tries to find the vein In my RIGHT arm (3rd needle so far btw) She can't find it again- starts fishing around again....... At this point I glare and say 'FIND IT' She called another tech in and while the needle was still inside he was fishing and BAM he finds it. I feel my blood actually flow into the tube. I said THANK YOU JULIO!!! (The tech lol) I go to the bathroom and go back out to the waiting room. I'm weak and feeling really crappy by this time. We chatted more, 2 people went home..

Hour slowly goes by and I go back in. *Sigh* I'm feeling like a pin cushion. I lift my sleeves and said 'You're not using my Right arm anymore. It's raw and well I don't think you can. She grimaced and said no.. we'll try your left again. The tech who got it on the left side was there and he had a hard time finding it. I'm biting my lip and staring off at the ceiling.. She's trying to talk to me. I'm ignoring her. I'm just praying he finds it.. "Am I hurting you" I say no weakly, shakily. Praying.. praying.. BAM he finds it. As soon as he says Got it. I said thank you Gods!! He looked at me odd and I told him I could feel it when it starts. heh.

I signed out.. Called DH again to make sure he was on his way. He was late. (Gotta love him!)He picks me up, tells me he already ate IHOP!! :o That's what I wanted.. It's where we went the last time I had blood work done in December... But noooo not this time. :P My stomach is turning anyway so I'm not sure what I want to eat.. So we go to Taco Bell. I get a chicken quesadilla.. Anyways.

We get home, I collapse on the chair. I'm exhausted mentally and hysically. I'm in pain and I still felt crappy. My arms are bruised because of the 5 needles I had to get. :( I'm not normally a wimp but ugh. I must be having a bad reaction to the liquid, but it's odd that it's taking this long to clear out of my system. Before the day is over my RIGHT arm is bruised beyond insane. Plus there is this shooting pain on the upper part that still has not gone away. Oh and it's very weak as well. I couldn't even hold my purse with that arm. I should of taken pics but I didn't.. To this day it's still bruised.

Sunday we went to his car show in Boston, I still didn't feel all that great but I went anyways. My arms were killing me all the while.
So, now it's Tuesday. My arms still hurt. Still bruised. Doc has yet to call me for updates. My next appointment is Monday at 9:15am. So I hope to post another update then. We've been baby dancing like troopers, and I've been temping like a mad woman on schedule. We'll see what happens!!