I failed...

Yes, that's right, I failed the glucose test. I'm not sure how to feel about it. The nurse called this morning to break the news. She didn't sound worried about it because my "number" was only 14 points over what they want it to be. She said she's less concerned about mine than the lady whose blood they drew the same day that was more than 50 points above what is considered okay. So, tomorrow morning I go back for the three hour test. I can't eat anything past 8:00 pm tonight, I have to arrive at the doctor's office at 8:45 in the morning, drink twice as much sugary drink, and then have my blood drawn three times within the next three hours after that. Yipp-ee. I am so not excited about it. My worry is that since I'll have an empty stomach I'll get sick on all the sugar. So, for those of you who like to pray, please pray that I won't get sick. The nurse was really sweet and reassurred me that most people don't end up having gestational diabetes. She told me to bring something to do, and that three of the doctor's are out so I can even take a nap on the couch. That sounds like a great plan...I wonder how many people can actually sleep after drinking huge amounts of sugar?