Pokey pokey
I got my first flu shot of my life today. They’re strongly recommended for pregnant women and caregivers of small children, so Denny and I both got them, since it will still be flu season by the time he’s a caregiver of a small child.
Denny got his at work, but I got mine at the clinic. I got a special mercury-free one that’s apparently safer for preggies. That’s cool and all, but another motivator was the fact that I’d be able to get the shot while sitting down and not being rushed. I get all passy-outty in those situations where there’s a giant line of people, and the health people just shoot you in the arm as you walk by.
That’s the kind Denny got, because our job provides them for free. I tried to go a couple of years back, but just seeing the environment made me start to faint, so I turned around and left. Actually I stopped for a few minutes in a nearby chair to get my bearings, and then I left.
Today’s wasn’t so bad, though. The various people who told me you can’t feel the needle going in lied to me, but I survived. The things I do for Bisquito. I don’t want to talk about all the other unpleasant things I plan to do for him/her in about three months’ time.
I also had my gestational diabetes test, which was no biggie. I had to drink a beverage that tasted like extra-sweet Orange Crush. I’d heard horror stories about it making a person feel disgusting, but it didn’t bother me. Then I had to wait around until an hour had passed, after which time I got a blood draw to see how my system responded to the sugar rush. The midwives are going to call me today if I flunked, in which case I’d have to go in for a more robust test (apparently this first one has a high rate of false positives).
I hope I don’t flunk. We passed a coffee stand on the way back to the car that had really good looking cinnamon rolls. The idea of 3 months without those is daunting.
EDITED TO ADD: It’s 4:59 and no phone call. They tell me no news is good news. Let’s hope.
Note: Leah actually passed her gestational diabetes test — barely — but still had to go on the regimen. It was probably the most disappointing thing about her pregnancy. I hope you pass your test. The cinnamon rolls will be the least of what you’ll miss. The upside is that you know how to cook all manner of tasty, low-sugar foods.
Wait, no. The section was the most disappointing thing about the pregnancy. GD was second, probably.
My sister’s doctor was cool. Instead of the gross drink, she got a snickers and normal pop.
So, I remember going with you and Denny to get flu shots at the new building… that would have been at least four years ago, probably more like five. You were unconvinced as to the cost/benefit of getting a shot, but I think Denny convinced you to go, and we were all being very supportive.
We were in line, in the room, and there was a big guy ahead of us, probably 6’4″ and 250 lbs. He walked up to the petite nurse, who said something nice and stuck him with the needle… and he just toppled like a tree. Completely passed out. Crashed into a chair on the way down, and the poor nurse tried but had no hope of stopping him.
When I turned around to look for you, I think I may have caught a glimpse of your heels disappearing out the door.
I am proud of you for doing this (for what that’s worth). Just took a better person (Bisquito) to convince you.
Yeah, gestational test isn’t the big deal like so many say — my wife actually volunteered to take it twice since Keston was so large in the womb, they wanted to doublecheck, and new studies show that it is helpful to have the test more than once during pregnancy. Since it was a walk in the park (other than wasting an hour), what the heck.
Wow, you and Buffy really are on the same schedule. She just had the same test. No phone calls (whew).