So, much like other newly pregnant women, I had been hearing horror stories about the glucose test. How bad the "juice" tastes, how boring it is to sit there for an hour, yadda yadda yadda. I had my test this past Monday.
I showed up (on a slightly empty stomach because you have to stop eating one hour before) on time and checked in. I had an ultrasound right after which I was super excited about. She asked me if I wanted fruit punch or orange. I had been trying to avoid sugar that day so I was all about fruit punch. I assumed it was a drink in a tiny paper cup, not a small gatorade. She brought me back out the fruit punch and told me I had 5 minutes to drink it. This is probably the worst part of it all because my stomach was empty and I was afraid it was going to make me throw up. Anyway, I sat down with my "Girlfriend's Guide to Pregnancy" (great book, BTW) and started drinking. HOLY COW was that juice good. I was tempted to ask for another one for the road. I found nothing disgusting about it. I bet if I wasn't pregnant I wouldn't have liked it though because with this pregnancy I can not get enough sugar and fruit.
I ended up reading my book the whole time and Dan showed up shortly after and I went in the back one hour exactly after I drank the fruit punch. There was no one there to draw my blood and people started freaking out a little bit. I guess there's like a 2 minute window where you have to get your blood drawn. Or else. So they chased someone down and they came and drew my blood. I've never had an issue with drawing blood, I just can't watch it. Then we went into the ultrasound room for the "28 week ultrasound." At first she said my placenta was still low, but after some measuring and looking around, the doctor said she would feel comfortable with me delivering naturally because it moved a little bit, but is only going to get higher, not lower. I was a little bummed because we weren't going to get anymore ultrasounds but whatever keeps Little Man healthy.
It wasn't a fun ultrasound - we only got 2 pictures of him. He was trying to chew on his cord which sounded kind of cannibalistic and not safe to me but she said it was fine.
It's kind of (no, really) crazy to think we are really seriously getting ready for this. He is going to be here before we know it. We really need to decide on a name :)