Today I have my test for gestational diabetes, which means I get to drink my lovely sugar cocktail as a nice chaser for my breakfast.
One of the little benefits of being seen by one of Rob's partners is that he can bring the glucose drink home. This means I can chug it at home and then drive in with all the kids to have my blood drawn, instead of having to drink it at the office and then sit around a waiting room with three kids for an hour.
That is actually a huge benefit all things considered.
Last night, as I was trying to describe why the glucose drink tastes so strangely awful, Rob surprised me. He told me to save the little bit of glucose that would be left over and he would drink it when he came home. Just to see what it's all about.
Solidarity, baby. Or misery loves company. Take your pick.
(PS: today is also the feast of St. Polycarp, so maybe Rob's favorite saint has inspired him to be bold?)
I hope the test goes well. And that is a very nice perk!
ReplyDeleteHope it goes well.
ReplyDeleteI don't mind the Coke flavor, but the orange is really gross.
Wondering when i get to do that. ick.
That is devotion! Hope all goes well!
ReplyDeleteFinal verdict: sweet but not too bad (orange).
ReplyDeleteMaybe I'll make all my residents take a swig before they order it.
Rob
PS: Aimee passed!
Rob, one little drink is "sweet but not too bad"; one bottle is too sweet and extremely bad! Just thinking about that stuff thirteen years later make my stomach turn!
ReplyDeleteCongrats, Aimee!
Actually, I did drink the whole bottle. Vado magnus vel vado domus.
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Rob, sorry to let my ignorance and laziness show, since I could just Google it, but what does all that Latin mean?
ReplyDeleteLoosely translated, it is our family motto:
ReplyDelete"Go big or go home."
Don't most things sound better in Latin? :)
What a sweet guy. But I hate it too, I practically vomit each time. Glad you passed!!
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