I went to the midwife today and got back the results of my glucose test. The big news is....I failed. Yippee.
That means that tonight I can't have anything to eat after midnight, then I have to be at Baptist Heath Center at 7:00am, with no breakfast, then they take my blood, then I drink nasty stuff (nastier than before), then they stick me and take more blood every hour for the next three hours.
And that's not even the end of it. Tomorrow is Friday so I won't get the results in until Monday. Which means that I'm supposed to act like I have gestational diabetes until I know if I do or not. Just to be safe. And I get to wonder about it all weekend.
Sigh. I really hope I don't have it.
I'll let you know when I get the results!