My initial reaction? I wanted to cry. Obsessive Googling ensued.
It dawned on me after I hung up with the nurse to ask for the number so I would have a better idea of if I'm just borderline or if I more than likely have GD. I called back not 2 minutes later. Closed for lunch.
::side eye:: Way to hit and run.
The hour and a half until their phones would even give me an option to talk to someone dragged.
I called back, but had to leave a message for Tara, my doctor's nurse. She called me back 45 minutes later, but Googling had told me that most women who fail the one-hour pass the three-hour so I was a little calmer. I also found out that there was nothing I could have done to cause or prevent gestational diabetes. It wouldn't have mattered if I had eaten ice cream all day every day.
As she checked the computer for my results, the range kept floating around in my mind. I knew it couldn't have been over 200 because typically they skip the 3-hour test and immediately get you going on diet modification if it is. The target is to get under 140.
Ready for this?
Are you flippin' kidding me? Tara said she wasn't sure why the doctor was sending me, but she must just be doing it as a precaution. She said not to worry about it, she's sure I'm fine.
So I feel a little better. After all, I did the 1-hour at the end of the day, I probably had more sugar than usual around that time, blah blah blah.
So what fun awaits me at my 3-hour glucose test tomorrow morning?
- I get there at 7:30, have my blood drawn.
- I drink the glucola punch, which by the way, is twice as concentrated as my first test
- After 30 minutes, they draw my blood.
- I wait.
- At the hour mark, they draw my blood again.
- I wait.
- At the 2-hour mark, they draw my blood again.
- I wait.
- At the 3-hour mark, they draw my blood again.
Doesn't that sound like a barrel of monkeys. Now my mission is to come up with things I can do while sitting in the waiting room. I'm not sure if they have free wi-fi so I need backups. Time to peruse the to-do list...