Sunday, May 20, 2012

Gestational Diabetes? Not in this house!

Last Tuesday, I was given the unforgettable opportunity to drink 50 grams of syrupy glucose in 5 minutes, on an empty stomach, with the stipulation that I must keep it down for at least an hour.  Sounds like fun, right?  This stuff was pretty toxic- imagine fruit punch concentrate that you've somehow managed to concentrate even further.  Just thinking about it makes my tummy a little swishy.

I made it about halfway, taking little sips before the nausea and gagging set in.  Paul reminded me that I only had 2 more minutes to finish this bottle of disgusting-ness, so I chugged the rest and declared that it was staying put.  Once was bad enough, and the lab tech warned me that if I threw it up, I'd have to start over.  No beuno. 

While we were waiting to have my blood drawn, I saw my Ob-Gyn for a quick check-up.  Everything looked great with the babies, but she bumped my visits to every other week just to keep a closer eye on my blood pressure and swelling.  As we were leaving to head back to the lab, she said we'd only get a call if my blood glucose level was too high.  The whole no-news-is-good-news thing just doesn't work for me, so I called on Wednesday to see if the results were back.  My blood sugar was 123 mg/dL (<140is normal), so I passed- I am officially Gestational Diabetes free.  Knowing I don't have to suffer through the 3-4 hour retest almost makes the fruit punch from hell worth it.  Almost... but not quite. 


  1. Woohoo!! Glad to hear it. That stuff is icky!

  2. Yay! Glad to hear it! The solution for the 3 hour test is even MORE concentrated. Keep up the good work!

  3. YAY! I am so happy you passed! I have my test this week and I am dreading it...

  4. Great news!!! I'm glad you passed the test. I'm not looking forward to having to do this...yuck!!!

  5. Good news, and that syrup is horrible. You did good keeping it down.
    Rub your belly for me to tell the little ones hello.