Not the Sugar!!!!!

Black people have a habit of calling diabetes "The Sugar".  So imagine when earlier this week I received a phone call telling me that me and Paige had failed the first glucose test and would have to do the dreaded 3 hour glucose test. I nearly cried.....not me lawd, not the sugar!!!! Yes I know..

Anyhoo the first test was not that bad so I went into the second test only worried about the results...not the test itself.  BIG mistake! I took the drink down and gave blood. Simple right? Well I then had to wait for an entire hour before I could give blood again. The second time I gave blood my body decided to act a plum fool. My veins which are normally the best veins in the world decided that they were tired and did not want to give blood. After trying and trying finally the nurse said we're going to take it from your hands. No problem right? Child please! That ish HURT! I have no problems with giving blood. I'm normally a pro. But chillllddd this hurt and I was forced to bite my lip to keep from crying. I was trying to be a big girl though.  So I was sent back to the waiting room to wait yet another hour and during this time I tried so hard to stop the tears from falling. Finally after falling asleep,  I was called to the back. I pleaded with the nurse to find a vein in my arm but my veins had no sympathy for a sista....they would NOT work. So she was forced to go to the hand again. I didnt even try to hide it this time. I boo hoo'd. It hurt so bad!!!!!!! The poor nurse felt sorry for me but unfortunately she had to do her job. My hand was so sore when I left that place. And what made it so bad is that I had to leave there and go to work. I was not a happy camper! Oh well time to wait for these results.




Update:
I never heard from the doctor's office so it's pretty safe to assume that we passed the three hour test! \o/ Woo hoo!