In the doctor's appointment yesterday, I told him about the terrible cramping and asked him to check me for pre-term labor. He checked me and said my cervix was long, shut-up tight and that there were no signs of labor. I asked him if he thought I should go off work and take it easy or just ride it out. He said there was no medical reason for me to do that, which is his way of saying that he thinks it might be a good idea, but he wouldn't give a medical opinion about it. :)

He also asked me if I'd had my 2nd-3rd trimester testing done and said I needed to have an antibody test because I am Rh negative (in case the baby isn't), an iron test and I asked him for an A1C. So he tells someone to set me up and I get handed the lab slip and go to the lab.

Well, I get to the lab and I have Lab Guy at the counter pull out one of those familiar glass bottles from my first pregnancy. He tells me to drink it. I ask him what it is and he says it's a sugary soda thing for my glucose tolerance test. I tell him, I won't take it because I am a diabetic on insulin. I don't need a test to know if I'm diabetic and that particular test could kill me or make me blind. He tells me stubbornly it's on the lab slip. I tell him stubbornly, I don't give a shit what it says, I will not and can NOT take that test. He says I have to call the doctor's office. I get a Stupid Person.

Stupid Person says, well, if that's what the doctor ordered then I'm supposed to do it. I reiterate to Stupid Person, I am a diabetic taking insulin and that that bottle of sugary soda crap could blind or put me in a coma, and being that we already know that I am a diabetic, it seems stupid for me to take a test to verify that fact and to please check with the doctor. Stupid person thinking I am just being stubborn or intractable, gets Someone Else. I get Someone Else on the phone who asks me what the problem is and I tell her, that as an insulin taking diabetic, I should NOT be taking the Glucose Tolerance Test. She agrees with me and I tell Lab Guy.

Now at this point Lab Guy (oh, my God is Lab Guy cute) has a henhouse of other lab technicians behind him in wide-eyed amazement because they all know that they would have had to haul me off to the hospital had they given me that stuff, had I not asked, had I NOT had the thought to ask about the stupid test. Lab Guy draws my blood and I go up to the doctor's office in a perfect simmer of lividity.

I pull someone aside and tell them that I am very very very very upset that a test like that was ordered for me. She tells me that the doctor told whoever that I needed my 2nd/3rd trimester tests and that the GTT (glucose tolerance test) is standard. I say,"If I hadn't had the stupid test before, we wouldn't be having this conversation because I'd be in the emergency room because I wouldn't have known better!" She said she'd tell "him", though I don't know if that's the doctor or not.

Maybe I was exaggerating, but that scared the shit out of me. I know people who've said that one bad sugar episode and suddenly they've gone blind. The whole idea of not seeing my yet unborn daughter, breaks my heart.