Today is my last official day of Fall Break, so to end with
a bang, I scheduled my gestational diabetes test (or maybe I just didn’t want
to use a sick day for it and had to be close to 28 weeks). My thought process was that I would at least
get to hear Ava’s heart beat (which is always thrilling), even if it meant
waking up early and drinking a gross drink on my last day to sleep in.
Unfortunately,
things did not go as planned. I had to
fast the night before (not easy when your almost 7 months pregnant). When I arrived, I was pleasantly surprised
that the orange drink of doom I’ve heard so much about, was actually not
bad. It tasted like orange Hi-C (one of
my favorites). I was feeling pretty smug
as I drank the whole bottle with ease and went to wait out my hour. About 30 minutes in, I started feeling a bit
light headed. I just blamed it on stress
from lesson planning (I thought I would kill 2 birds with one stone and made
planning my task while I had to wait). Regrettably
the feeling didn’t go away when I put my school stuff up. I tried to get more comfortable, but nothing
was working. At the point when I really
thought I was about to pass out, I went to the front desk and let them
know. They quickly moved me to a room to
lie down, but it was too late. I didn’t pass
out, but the second my head hit the pillow, I threw up the orange drink. Darn.. 40 minutes in.. Only 20 to go.. No one was around, so I went and found a nurse
to let her know.
At this point, I think they just
forgot about me. I was told the doctor
would come talk to me to determine what to do (I was hopeful that they would
test my sugar anyway since I was close to finished). No such luck.
I sat in the room for another hour with no one checking in or anything (luckily
I didn’t pass out). I never got to talk to the doctor or hear Ava's heartbeat. Eventually, I just
went back to the main waiting room, and when they saw me, they told me I would
just need to reschedule and try again next week. Great..
Next time, I get to eat Jelly Beans instead of drinking the orange
drink. I hope it’s not as miserable. It took several hours, and meals, and a nap
to feel good/normal again.
On the brighter side, I really don’t
*think* I have diabetes. I am no doctor,
so I could be 100% misinterpreting my symptoms, but it felt like my sugar
spiked then crashed (insulin overshoot, I think). I really wish they would have at least check
to see where it was at that point..
Another positive note, which I am
actually really excited about, since I have to take half a day off next week to
go back, I scheduled a FREE ultrasound!!!
The Hope Resource Center
in our area is training on new ultrasound equipment, and they needed volunteers
to practice on. Win-win- They are a
great organization, and I am happy to help them in anyway, AND I get a free
peak at our precious Ava! I hope I feel
better after next week's test than I did today, but seeing Ava should perk me up
either way.
The nursery is still a work in
progress. I’ll try to post pictures
soon!
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