Oh, how I dislike you, overly-sweet fruit punch drink. It is because of you that I now have to drink an even sweeter nasty concoction and sit through 3 long hours in a lab waiting room, and get stuck with needles three times during the process.
You suck, fruit punch drink.
Yep, that's right.... I failed my one-hour glucola. But do you know how much I failed it by? One point. ONE.... LOUSY.... POINT. This is the reason I am upset. I have to do the three-hour test all because of one lousy point. The nurse at my OB's office said that the cutoff is 135, and I got 136. I told her, "You've got to be kidding me." She goes, "I know honey, I'm sorry... one lousy point. " I didn't even have a thing to eat beforehand, even though I was allowed to have a light breakfast. I drank Crystal Light, that's it... and still got a 136.
So now I get to wake up bright and early and spend my day off Tuesday in the hospital getting poked at. Boo hiss.
(Fruit punch drink, did I mention that you suck?)