It's great to have you back, Sushee!

I've now returned to semi-normal after the GTT this morning - just got a raging headache, which I suspect is a result of the whole ordeal.

Now for my crazy morning... as the clinic can only accept samples on Tuesdays and Thursdays, DH decided to go in to work a little bit later on and do his thing for the SA this morning. You can imagine two slightly stressed out people racing around the house trying to get things for various different tests done...

It all started when I needed to have my shower... only to interrupt DH in the bathroom trying to produce his sample! Apparently I put him off, and he surrendered the bathroom to me so that I could shower... Next stage was for me to produce a urine sample and trundle off to the pathology centre... only to discover DH using the toilet!

Poor DH! He had a bit of an irrational freak out at this stage, when he realised he had to have at least half an hour between him urinating and producing his sample - He was all ready to call the whole thing off and try again on Thursday morning! I was not going to be a happy bunny if that happened! He did eventually figure out for himself that he just needed to sit back and relax for half an hour and then everything was fine... Then I had my own drama - I was so dehydrated I couldn't produce my sample, and I was already running late, so I grabbed my specimen jar and drove off to the path centre... At least I tried! DH still had his car blocking the drive way so I couldn't get out! The things you do to try to have a baby!

It all ended well - Although I had to sit down at the path centre and guzzle water so I could produce the all-important urine sample so we could start - and the start ended up being nearly an hour late, which probably didn't help with me feeling woozy and dizzy. The first hour was absolute hell - the glucose solution was slightly fizzy (like ultra-sweet lemonade) so it went down ok, but still tasted gross and made you feel gross. The second hour was pretty ok, and I walked out feeling fairly normal, but I still made sure I ate ASAP, even though I didn't feel like I needed to.

The scary part - 12 vials of blood all up! 8 to start, another two half way through and another two at the end, and my blood didn't want to clot properly so I came home with two cotton balls taped to the insides of my elbows! Fortunately I was wearing something that hid them - it must have looked pretty strange!

Hope everyone else is well... it's awfully quiet with everyone on holidays.

BW