This is my tale of life after law school while overseas with two kids and a husband
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Glucose Tolerance Test
It wasn't as horrible as I thought it would be. I chugged it in two goes. The nurse warned me to take it slow, yeah like that's going to happen. The orange flavor made me want to yack, but I knew if I did I would just have to drink it again. Mind over matter! I had to get out of there for interviews. After repeatedly asking how long the process would take and being told 30 min, they inform me that I need to wait an hour for my blood to be drawn. I had read about the test before hand and everyone said that, but I asked them more than once and they kept saying I would be out in 30 min. So I chug it down and then they let me know in an hour I could have my blood drawn. WTF?! You all suck, is what I wanted to say. Even with the extra hour or wait time, I made it to my interviews with no problems. I used my hour to do some firm research, change into my suit and buy a breakfast sandwich to devour after my blood draw. I didn't fast before, so I hope that wasn't what I was supposed to do. My double digit countdown day passed by without my even noticing. Less than 100 days to go until the little one is here.