glucose: the phone call i was dreading

scarves indoor.

it's my recent habit.

the scout master thinks it's silly.
i enjoy it a lot.

at my doc apt yesterday my OB told me he thought i was going to fail my glucose test.
i told him i thought that was a terrible thing to say and that he was wrong.
he laughed b/c we're sarcastic like that.
i then told him i was not going to fail my test.
i just make really big babies.
end of story.
he told me he would call me the following day if i failed to schedule the 3 hour test, but if i passed i would get a lovely little note card with his office's stationary and a "normal" box check marked.
so as i'm walking out of my hair salon from buying shampoo this morning, my phone rings.
it's eric.
are you not on a first name basis with your OB?
you should be.
i answered the phone and the following conversation occured:
"eric, why are you calling me. i'm hanging up if this is about my glucose test."
"hello emily," and he continues in his dreary, i'm going to give you bad news voice, "i do have the results of your glucose test."
"no! you were supposed to send me a card on your stationary. just hang up now, and we'll call it good."
"well, i'm calling to give you your results."
"are you serious? really? i can't believe this."
"i know," he says, "it's hard to hear, but......

YOU PASSED."
and then he starts laughing.
"you're fired eric!"
"i knew you'd think you failed if i called. i couldn't resist,"

he's still laughing at this point.
"you totally had me. i was ready to be really depressed if i had to take the 3 hour test."
"your numbers were just fine. you just make really big babies. here's to another 9 pounder!"
i just ignore him now when he talks about having another 9 pounder.
"what were my numbers by the way?"
"you were 96. you only have to be below 140."
"oh good. thanks for the laugh."
and then i hung up the phone and started laughing.
b/c it really was quite funny.