I’ve fasted for tests before but for some reason I awoke ravenously hungry this morning after a 12 hour fast for the Hydrogen breath test. It’s all very complicated – there are two sets of directions instead of just one and I feel like I haven’t prepared well enough. My dear husband studies the instructions like he’s preparing for the SATs, and I mix up the lactulose solution, which is surprisingly clear. We fiddle with the bag and when he thinks he’s figured it out, I start to drink. There isn’t supposed to be a taste to Kristalose, but to me it tastes like diluted sugar water. We start the test at noon.
It gets easier as we go as everything is already set up for us. We interrupt Mr. Brett each alarm (spaced 20 minutes apart) and I breathe in a bag. End of story. By 12:30 I want ice cream. By 1PM I really want ice cream. I also have really mild cramping and borborygami that worsens slightly throughout, but is really nothing to write home about. At 2 I am super cranky. I can easily enough blame all of this on drinking the Kristalose, but then we’re really getting into the realm of speculation, considering that I don’t know anything about the nutritional makeup of the stuff. I do have bloating, however, which can’t really be attributed to anything else. I hope it will subside.
As I write this, I have ten minutes left before I breathe into the last tube and that’s it! I can’t wait to have some coffee with cream, and eat breakfast/lunch. Then we’re going to the green market to get lamb steaks from Three Corner Farm and cream from Ronnybrook.