Sugar = bad

Time to be thankful for the small things. I’m back at the blood lab to have my second glucose test. I’ve had to fast since midnight last night and I’m stuck here for 4 hours of nothing but glucose drink and needle pricks every hour. I dreaded sitting on a plastic lobby chair all morning most of all and bought a pillow to sit on. However, they have a special room that has two comfortable recliners! Hooray! They must get a lot of pregnant ladies in here to do this. (There’s another one in here with me now.) Really, really hope it turns out I don’t have gestational diabetes.