On Monday, at my 24 week appointment, I had the 1 hour glucose tolerance test.
Up until yesterday at 4:30pm, I was really hoping that no news was good news.
I was wrong.
Yup, I failed the 1 hour.
My blood level needed to be 139 or below. I clocked in at 155.
On Monday, I'll head back to the office bright and early for the 3 hour test.
I knew there was a chance, especially because I'm overweight and carrying twins. I didn't have a problem with Miss O., so I was hoping that would be the case again.
What I didn't expect was to be so upset by the news...
For some reason, hearing that I failed threw my mind into a tailspin. All I could think of were very negative thoughts. I immediately started to get mad at my body and thinking the worst case scenario.
Why was my body failing me again?
All those horrible self image thoughts left over from the 4 years of struggling to conceive these babies returned. The scars from my all my losses bubbled open, fresh with new worries.
24 hours later, I'm feeling better.
I've managed to shove down those thoughts for now, and I'm focusing on the next test. I'll hold onto the fact that most people who fail the 1 hour, go on to pass the 3 hour.
Fingers crossed that I'm one of them.