Because I tend to become suddenly ravenous these days, I found myself halfway through an apple at 1 in the morning before slapping my head because I was mid fast and had to re-start the clock. This meant I couldn’t even start the test until nearly noon.
I got to the office to find it incredibly busy and had to wait wait wait before I could even down the insanely orange bubbly syrup concoction, get poked with needles, wait an hour, get poked with needles again, then wait another hour before getting poked one last time before fleeing for the nearest corner store to grab something, anything to munch on (but definitely nothing that resembled orange pop).
I feel achy and punctured and sugar buzzed and still hungry, but also very, very glad to have this out of the way. Results will be back in the next day or two, hopefully all is well in bloodsugarland. Now, I’m going to go make a giant sandwich…. 2 years ago