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Today was my fasting glucose tolerance test. So, no eating after midnight. Test at 8 am. No peeing when I got up, since I'd have to pee in a cup when I got there, and I didn't know if I could pee again. So, I got there a little before 8, and I HAD to go. But could hold it the ten minutes or so it took to check in.
After the paperwork was ready, I had to pee in the cup, then they took a baseline blood sample. The girl stabbed me first in the left arm, but couldn't get the vein to hold still, so she called for Crystal (who I've been told is the best blood-drawer there). The first girl (whose name I canNOT remember for the life of me) took the needle out of my left arm, and Crystal jabbed me in the right arm, to the side of where I'd been jabbed Thursday. Got the blood. Then I got to drink the glucose.
Now, my aunt had one of these tests done on her a few years back, and she'd told us the glucose she'd had, lemon-lime flavored, was like thick, flat 7-Up. I got something different. 10 oz of fizzy orange. Same consistancy as orange pop, but sweeter. It sort of burned on the back of my throat. Remember, I haven't eaten or drank anything for 8 hours at this point. And I had 5 minutes to drink the whole thing. Talked with the two for a bit about Star Wars, as I'd brought a SW novel, Shatterpoint, with me, since I was going to be there three hours. Then the wait began.
I don't know why, but the doctor ordered this to be done like an ob test, ie, like I was pregnant, even though I'm not. And I think I'm a little glad. It saved me another stick, at the half-hour mark. As it is, I was stuck three times after the initial stick: right hand at the one hour mark, left hand at the two hour mark, then left arm again at the three hour mark. Crystal did two of those three. The other girl did the left hand stick, and it DID hurt more than when Crystal stuck me. I got about 120 pages read between each stick, so very nearly finished the book. I have a bruise from the Thursday blood draw; I'm wondering how many of today's sticks are going to bruise.
The whole thing was done around 11:30. By this time, I was a little shaky. The last time I'd eaten was 12 hours before, when I had a bowl of cereal, and then the glucose at 8. And Matt had to work today, so he couldn't drive me home. I was hoping there was a McDonald's close, so I could grab a cheeseburger or something before driving back, but no such luck. So, I drove back, and went to the McDonald's in Cary. Got 2 double cheeseburgers, value fries, small Diet Dr Pepper, and one of those new fruit and walnut salads. Probably not the best thing to drop on an empty stomach, but boy, was it good. I haven't had McDonald's food since before we moved, five months ago.
And a note about that fruit and walnut salad. It's $3 for what amounts to a small apple, five to seven grapes, and maybe two tablespoons of really sweet vanilla yogurt. And I didn't even get any of those candied walnuts on mine. I thought about complaining, but by the time I sat down with my food, my legs were really shaky, so I just ate it. I might complain on the website, if I think about it.
I also made the mistake of looking at the back of the tray liner, where the nutritional information was. In that one lunch, I had nearly all of my daily calories (well, going by the diet guidelines, anyway). IIRC, 1300 calories in those 2 burgers, fries, and salad. And my diet guidelines are 1500 calories daily. So I guess if I just have a light dinner, I'll be okay. As it is, I'll be getting more water in soon, when I take my meds in a few minutes.
I have three holes in each arm. Bleargh. I think I'm entitled to a lazy day because of that. Maybe I'll nap on the new couch.
After the paperwork was ready, I had to pee in the cup, then they took a baseline blood sample. The girl stabbed me first in the left arm, but couldn't get the vein to hold still, so she called for Crystal (who I've been told is the best blood-drawer there). The first girl (whose name I canNOT remember for the life of me) took the needle out of my left arm, and Crystal jabbed me in the right arm, to the side of where I'd been jabbed Thursday. Got the blood. Then I got to drink the glucose.
Now, my aunt had one of these tests done on her a few years back, and she'd told us the glucose she'd had, lemon-lime flavored, was like thick, flat 7-Up. I got something different. 10 oz of fizzy orange. Same consistancy as orange pop, but sweeter. It sort of burned on the back of my throat. Remember, I haven't eaten or drank anything for 8 hours at this point. And I had 5 minutes to drink the whole thing. Talked with the two for a bit about Star Wars, as I'd brought a SW novel, Shatterpoint, with me, since I was going to be there three hours. Then the wait began.
I don't know why, but the doctor ordered this to be done like an ob test, ie, like I was pregnant, even though I'm not. And I think I'm a little glad. It saved me another stick, at the half-hour mark. As it is, I was stuck three times after the initial stick: right hand at the one hour mark, left hand at the two hour mark, then left arm again at the three hour mark. Crystal did two of those three. The other girl did the left hand stick, and it DID hurt more than when Crystal stuck me. I got about 120 pages read between each stick, so very nearly finished the book. I have a bruise from the Thursday blood draw; I'm wondering how many of today's sticks are going to bruise.
The whole thing was done around 11:30. By this time, I was a little shaky. The last time I'd eaten was 12 hours before, when I had a bowl of cereal, and then the glucose at 8. And Matt had to work today, so he couldn't drive me home. I was hoping there was a McDonald's close, so I could grab a cheeseburger or something before driving back, but no such luck. So, I drove back, and went to the McDonald's in Cary. Got 2 double cheeseburgers, value fries, small Diet Dr Pepper, and one of those new fruit and walnut salads. Probably not the best thing to drop on an empty stomach, but boy, was it good. I haven't had McDonald's food since before we moved, five months ago.
And a note about that fruit and walnut salad. It's $3 for what amounts to a small apple, five to seven grapes, and maybe two tablespoons of really sweet vanilla yogurt. And I didn't even get any of those candied walnuts on mine. I thought about complaining, but by the time I sat down with my food, my legs were really shaky, so I just ate it. I might complain on the website, if I think about it.
I also made the mistake of looking at the back of the tray liner, where the nutritional information was. In that one lunch, I had nearly all of my daily calories (well, going by the diet guidelines, anyway). IIRC, 1300 calories in those 2 burgers, fries, and salad. And my diet guidelines are 1500 calories daily. So I guess if I just have a light dinner, I'll be okay. As it is, I'll be getting more water in soon, when I take my meds in a few minutes.
I have three holes in each arm. Bleargh. I think I'm entitled to a lazy day because of that. Maybe I'll nap on the new couch.
