This morning, Mallory and I went to Theda Clark Hospital for my follow-up glucose test. My OB told me to go to the hospital lab on a day that was convenient for me. I would not need to make an appointment. She was going to order a 2 hour glucose test to be sure my gestational diabetes is gone.
So we get to the hospital, and the lab tech asks if I had eaten my 100 gram carbohydrate meal. Excuse me? I was told NOT to eat. After she called the doc's office and I walked over there, we got it all straightened out. Apparently, the doctor's office put the wrong order in the computer.
It was an hour before my first blood draw, then I drank the orange glucose drink. Mallory and I had to stay at the hospital for the 2 hours until the next blood draw in case I had some kind of weird reaction.
We finally got home around noon. I was STARVING! I took my blood sugar when I got home, and I think it was in the normal range. We'll see what the final call is from the doc's office when they get the lab report. Hopefully I'll find out soon.
- becky
1 comment:
Good Luck! I am praying that, that hurdle is behind you. Sorry you had such a crappy day and frustrating day. I do empathize with you on that aspect. I have been there many times. But at least you wouldn't have my dad with you. He would be so ticked if that happened to me. Oh wait, something like that has already happened to me. And I take it nicely. I give them all the grace in the world. It is amazing how much patience you can muster up when stuff like this happens. The people in the lab aren't to blame. So getting pi$$y with them doesn't help matters, but a minor mistake by the doctor's office. I have been on the end of miscommunication already. Trust me. See you Wednesday!
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