For some reason, the special orange drink did not sit well with me. The first couple of swigs made me gag. Each subsequent sip made me throw up in my mouth, literally. I was determined to finish this damn test, however, so I did what I had to do - swallow my own vomit and finish the drink.
The next two minutes were comprised of this: gulp of orange drink, regurgitate, re-swallow, repeat. It was brutal.
After all was said and done, I was exhausted. Birdie however, was not. The orange drink turned her into The Great Cornholio in utero - I'm trying to nap and she's absolutely spazzing out, complete with roundhouse kicks to the ribcage.
If I failed this test and have to take the three hour, someone's getting nut-punched.
Re: My one hour glucose adventure.
Haha I'm so sorry it didn't go well for you but your description of Cornholio in utero made me laugh out loud.
I was all boasting that I had the white grape juice for my 1 hour this morning! As I pulled into the parking lot I gulped the last little bit down and then it came right back up!
No joke, I was in the middle of a turn and I vomited in my mouth! I tried to hold it, then I swallowed and it came right back up all over my center console and radio!
I told my mid-wife that I vomited some juice but she wasn't concerned...she said that everyone come in feeling sick for the glucose test! I was like wtf! I have sticky juice all over my car now lady!
Oh, man. You win.