On Wednesday, I had to take the 3 hour glucose test to check to see if I would have gestational diabetes. It basically checks to see how well your body tolerates all the sugar. Not all pregnant woman have to have it done, but I was one of the unlucky ones. I failed my normal glucose test the week before, so I had to go do this one. I couldn't eat or drink anything for 12 hours prior. When I got there, I peed in a cup, got my blood drawn, drank the nasty sugar water drink, then sat for an hour. Each hour after that, I had to have my blood drawn. I brought my computer so I could work while sitting in the lobby. I was interrupted multiple times by people talking about the weather (yes, it's cold, and snowing, I KNOW), the smell of old people diapers, and singing.
I forgot to bring my ipod, shame on me, so I was forced to listen to everyone, including the guy who sang love songs from his ipod while humping his girlfriends butt and dancing. They were standing in line to get checked in, he was standing behind her cuddling her in a most inappropriate way. It was a long line too and they were at the end. He sang all the way to the front of the line, while his girlfriend was getting checked in, and then while they sat and waited. I was hoping all the evil looks I was sending his way would be enough to get him to be quiet, but it wasn't.
I was already irritable from being hungry and thirsty. Then to top it off, I was having my blood drawn multiple times. Somehow, I managed to keep my cool, and continued to work. I knew if I said something, his girlfriend would probably have freaked out on me, or they would have been waiting for me at my car. I didn't want that, I'm too pregnant to run fast.
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