In my 29 week update I told you about the fact that my blood sugar levels had came back high, and so I was being referred for a Glucose Tolerance Test (GTT) to see if I had gestational diabetes.

Well, the test was today. I had been dreading it. I wasn’t allowed to eat or drink anything other than water from 10pm last night which was a big challenge. I don’t function without at least one cup of coffee in my system, and at the moment feel really sick by about 9.30 if I haven’t had breakfast.  My appointment was at Solihull hospital, and I had to be there for 9am. It usually takes about twenty minutes on the bus, but knowing I would be catching the bus smack bang in the middle of rush hour I left at 8am – I still got there five minutes late! It probably helped by the fact the weather was absolutely horrendous as well, pouring down with rain and freezing cold. I was absolutely frozen when I got there, and all I wanted was a hot drink, which of course I couldn’t have.

I checked in at the reception at the antenatal clinic, where they seemed to be a mix up. They had my appointment down for next week, when the letter I received definitely (and I double checked when I got home!) said this week. I made it very clear that I was not going anywhere – think they realised that a soaking wet, hungry and hormonal pregnant woman is not to be messed with, and let me go through to the waiting area, where they were running 45 minutes late. Great!!

After 45 minutes of flicking through a magazine, I was finally called in to have the first blood test. Because I was so cold, my veins were hard to get to and so it was quite a painful blood test! Eventually, she got what she needed, and sent me back to the waiting room with a jug of Lucozade and a cup, with instructions to drink it all within five minutes. Now, normally I like Lucozade, but a jug of it in five minutes on an empty stomach is not nice. Afterwards, I felt quite sick and light headed. I had to sit in the waiting room for two hours then, which was incredibly boring. I’d taken a book but struggled to get comfortable.

Finally, the two hours were up and I was taken to the blood test department for the second test at 11.45 and then could finally have the snickers bar in my handbag!

The town centre is only a five-minute walk from the hospital so I made the most of being child free. I popped into Costa for a coffee to warm up, went and picked up various Bounty and Emma’s Diary packs from Boots, some newborn size nappies for hospital and some new leggings and top from New Look (after the morning I’d had, I figured I deserved a treat!).

I assume I will hear the results of the test this week – fingers crossed it comes back clear!