I decided to act like the grown up I am and get the glucose testing done alone. Husband has to earn money, after all. I got to the lab at 8:15 this morning after having fasted for 10 hours. I was starving. They drew blood to establish my fasting baseline, and then I drained an eight ounce bottle containing 100 grams of glucose. Then once an hour for the next three hours they took more blood. They said I could drink water, and I sure did; it was one way to subdue the hunger pangs.

The last hour went very quickly, as I struck up a conversation with another pregnant woman who’d come in for the same test a few minutes after me. We smiled at each other a few times, and then, bored and restless, I initiated contact. After the last blood draw (14 hours without eating), I hied myself home to eat some real food. And now, I’m drooping. I want to stay awake, but I think my body’s had it with the extreme blood sugar changes and wants to recuperate. I guess I earned a nap. 🙂

Odd tidbit: Husband watched a short video the other day and is struck me as something weird and fun to do. If you’re feeling creative in a mad scientist sort of way, and if you’re a big kid (or have a child), you can learn how to make your own flubber at home.