Y’all, i went to take my glucose test. I’m mortified of needles (and yes maybe that means i will have a hard time with child birth). They couldn’t find a good vein and she poked me once. Between when she poked me and went to find a different doctor to help her and when they told me they wanted to draw blood from my hand I almost passed out and threw up, thus asking to lay down, only option was in the lobby, where i then proceeded to have an emotional breakdown and bawl my eyes out 🙃

Trying again next week.

Just need to dye and cut my hair and change my name from humiliation. 😄