that I pass this test, please.
I'm one hour into my 3 our glucose tolerance test. I feel like I'm going to puke but really trying not to so I don't have to re-do this.
This reaffirms my hatred for all things orange "flavored" blech.
The only good part is that I brought my laptop and there have been entertaining people in and out of here. My favorite so far was the 2 year old telling his dad that the baby had los of room in "mommy's fat tummy house".