Glucose tolerance tests are awful

[cjsmith]

The bad news: the orange drink is so nasty I gagged. Twice.
The bad news: bruises on both arms.
The sort-of-good news: only one bruise on each arm, after multiple pokes.
The good news: it's over and I'm at work now!

I think I lost about a cup of blood.* The glucose tolerance test wasn't the only thing the doctor ordered; the first draw was something like seven vials... and she forgot one, so the second draw wasn't two, it was three... and the other two draws were two. I need a steak.

*edit: that's an exaggeration.

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[cjsmith.livejournal.com]

Ah, that gives me a sense. So I didn't lose a cup of blood today; it was maybe half a cup.

[just-cyd.livejournal.com]

but you're a small person - that's a lot to give up at once with nothing to bolster you. i'm pretty good with giving up blood, but 7 vials fasting has me clammoring for water and the nearest edible substances.

Waiter! a cow for the lady, please.

[cjsmith.livejournal.com]

They did let me have water, at least, which was most welcome after drinking the sugarbarf. As soon as I got to work, though, I was stuffing things into my face!