When I was pregnant with Will, I failed my 1-hour glucose test. I had to take the 3-hour test, which I passed with flying colors. The 3-hour test is not fun and I was not eager to do it again, especially since I would have a difficult time finding someone to watch Will for that long (it's more like 4 hours by the time I would drive there and back) and I couldn't imagine entertaining him in the waiting room either.
So, I did a self-imposed fast today. I ate a bowl of oatmeal for breakfast and didn't have lunch and the results. . . passed! Thank goodness!
I am celebrating with a Blizzard. Ah, sugar!