Thursday, October 22, 2009

3 hours and play doh in the data cord...argghhh

I'm currently enjoying a three hour glucose tolerance test at the lovely lab services office at Woman's Hospital. If you want to know how I really feel about the glucose test you could check out this post from almost exactly two years ago.

Earlier this week I came in for my prenatal visit and the one hour test. The folks in the lab wouldn't even give me the drink for the one hour test because they said that my sugar was already too high and they didn't want to put even more sugar into my system. Ofcourse! I always fail that stinking test anyway. I was ok with this because this meant there was a chance I could plead with Dr. Breaux to just skip that whimpy little test and go straight for the 3 hour. Now, don't get me wrong it's not that I was so eager to get in there and take the wretched 3 hour test; it's just that I knew that I would fail the one hour anyway and those two blood draws would be in vain. If I could just convince Dr. Breaux to skip the one hour test I could get away with 4 needle sticks instead of 6! See, for me it's all about minimizing the number of times a needle is put into my arm. Did I ever tell you about the time I almost passed out in the waiting room when I went in to have my booster shots to register for college. I just saw the dark spot where the blood was underneath the band aid, and the black spots started moving in. Clare had to take me out into the parking lot and I had to lay down on the side walk. Anyway, Dr. Breaux agreed that I could skip the one hour test and here I sit watching the clock, waiting for the next round of torture.

This morning as I was getting ready to go, I packed up my computer, phone, and data cord (I have some pictures on my phone that I wanted to put in a post) so that I could do some blogging while I hang out for three hours in the waiting room. Once I got settled in the waiting room I pulled my stuff out only to discover that Kailey had used my data cord to make some imprints in her pink play doh. Now the data cord will not plug into my phone, so no pictures :( If I had my keys I would just use my swiss army knife to clean it out, but Joel has my keys. He had to take Kailey to preschool this morning and Eli to Jamie's house so we switched cars. So here I sit with two and a half hours to go and no pictures to post.


  1. Dude. We are right on the money with each other. I took my one hour glucose yesterday:) Never had to do the three hour one though. Hopefully I won't have to this time either.

  2. Hey there! Glad to hear you are doing well! Hope to have you over soon for some visiting teaching. I just got your message from last month the other day. Somehow I skipped right over it. Talk to you soon!

  3. The dreaded glucose test. Aarrgh! Good luck with everything! I have a phobia with needles too- I can't look or it's lights out for me. Hope that things are easy peasy this time for you. And playdoh on the cord? Really?! That sucks. It's like these kids KNOW sometimes how to make something inoperable!