My biggest fear has come true. I had my OB appointment today and my one hour glucose test was “a little high.” So I have to have the two hour test, which = three separate blood draws. I have had more anxiety about this very thing than I do about giving birth. As I was crying in her chair, she added insult to injury by telling me that I had to watch my weight because I gained six pounds since last month. The most I have gained in any prior appointment is one pound, and she found it necessary to lecture me about my weight while I am sobbing in her chair?

The part that pisses me off most is that I should have refused to take the first test. I KNOW the one hour test is not accurate. I KNOW that I could retake it tomorrow and get totally different numbers. I KNOW that only 12-15% of the people who fail the one hour screening test actually get diagnosed with GD. I KNOW that, more than likely, I am going to have to go through torture to be told that I don’t have GD and it all could have been avoided if I had just said “No thanks” to the first test. I can’t refuse the two hour test now because the seed has been planted, and I would be given the guilt trip of all guilt trips: You could be hurting your baby if you don’t have the test.

So now I get to miss 3+ hours of work to be stabbed repeatedly in the arms, to wind up looking like a pregnant heroin junkie.