The Sacrifices We Make...

This morning I was subject to yet another pregnancy pre-baby test that was fit for a hummingbird. Hummingbirds like sugar water...so they would have loved to partake of the 500ml of sweet, orangey, tastes like a cross between flat-Crush and McDonald's orange drink that I had to chug on an empty stomach. I nearly gagged right there.
BUT THAT'S NOT ALL!
Then I had to sit for an hour...did I mention that I hadn't eaten yet today...and wait until the lab-tech could suck the blood from my veins! I thought I was going to pass out...first from lack of food, then from the hummingbird water, then from the blood sample. I have never been a brave little toaster when it comes to needles or giving blood, but I've had my fair share and don't cry (as often) as I use to. Today I was very brave and remembered to breathe despite Daryl's absence...the tech was actually very gentle so I didn't have to smack her!
I understand that the glucose screening/tolerance test is required when you're at risk...but if I've had no signs to indicate anything...why do I need to subject myself to the torture!?!
Heading to work I became very light-headed and threw-up a little in the parking lot...but then I had a delicious blueberry and pecan muffin and cup of tea and feel much better, although I could use a nap.
The first of many sacrifices I will make for judo-monkey. Who, by the way, loved the hummingbird water and spent the whole hour doing flips and twists in the ever-decreasing confines of my belly. Silly monkey!