Well, that title may be premature, but I'm guessing it's accurate. Today was my three hour screen. I didn't get to eat breakfast, I didn't get to drink coffee. I got to drink orange soda with an extra cup of sugar stirred in. I got to let the labtech stab me with needles four separate times. Once is fasting, before the sugarsoda, then 1, 2 and 3 hours after finishing the bottle. I finished it in less than a minute. She was. . .well, surprised. I don't think she was impressed, but definitely surprised. I wasn't. I was thirsty.
Based on the way I felt, I'm reasonably confident my results will be abnormal, and I'll get a call tomorrow with my official diagnosis.
Like I didn't know already.
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