Man am I hungry! Ok, I just had to get that out. No food until the test is done, minimal sips of water, and I had to drink a sizable amount of this hateful orange drink loaded with 75 GRAMS of glucose.
This is halfway done.
The lab tech kindly told me I needed to drink this horrible concoction within 5 minutes, no vomiting it up because we would have to do it all over again, no exercise (not a problem at the moment) and I could enjoy sips of water. For a girl who wakes up ravenous each morning, this is a real challenge. Oh, and did I forget to mention, I get to get stuck 3 times for blood draws today? Woo!
That drink tastes like suffering.
So now I wait for the next draw at 9:07, then I get stuck again at 10:07... And you know, usually these things don't bother me. I've spent my fair share (and probably enough for your fair share) of time in a tattoo shop, I have a tattoo of a needle for crying out loud! Also my veins are like super highways under a clear layer of skin, but this guy had to "fish"?! OUCH!! Fucking OUCH dude! What is this? Your first day? Ever? In your life? Did you secretly murder the real lab tech and are posing in his position to carry out some other evil deed? Well if you did, I'm sure you did a bang up job there too buddy! Sheesh.
Well I'm off to wander my work place and maybe ease my anxiety for the next blown out vein. :-(
Well that wasn't too bad this time. Same tech, different vein and it went just like they usually go. Thankfully. My stomach is less upset and I have to think maybe its because I'm metabolizing that horrible drink.
So its estimated that this week he has managed to grow himself to just under 2 pounds and somewhere like 14 inches long! No wonder I'm feeling his moves all over the place! It's really cool to feel him rolling over. It's a hard feeling to describe, it's like a wave, but from the inside pushing out. Not like a wave of nausea, more tactile, a rolling wave with noticeable pressure outward. The other morning I woke to him rolling around and I swear he got stuck for a moment, the wave abruptly stopped, then tried again, stopped, then tried again, I could feel him adjust himself and then try one more time and he completed his roll. That was probably the single most amazing moment I've had with him so far!
Time for a pit stop! I'm SO close to being done! Yay!
Hello from the Portland Aeriel Tram
Home stretch now! Just waiting for the third and final draw! Then I get to eat!! Hooray! I can tell Vanson is pretty excited about the whole thing, kickin' like crazy!
Well third and final poke went without incident!
3 tiny little holes, no biggie.
Now time to feed the beast! I met one of my BFF's Jackie for breakfast:
This is happening.
So now I get to wait to find out what the results are. If they don't post to my record online, I'll check it when I go to work. I'm really curious to know how my body handled that short, fat bottle of neon orange crap.
How was everybody's Mother's Day? Hopefully everyone had a good day whether or not you celebrate it or whatever. I've heard plenty of mixed feelings, whether or not a pregnant lady is considered a mother. Kris' mom, Kathy, and his sister, Makenzie were so kind to give me Mother's Day cards and his mom had a onsie with Vanson's name put on it, it's SO tiny!
13 weeks till we meet him...
Cutest gift card EVER.
Whether you're pregnant, or your children are separate entities, whether they're human or not, whether they're your blood or not, I hope you ladies had a wonderful Mother's Day.
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