My 3-minute thought process:

i can not wait to be skinny someday.
i never want to drink 50 grams of glucose again.
i still feel sick from that drink.
ouch. contractions are terribly uncomfortable.
man, when did i last sleep more than 3 hours?
so happy to be back with steve.
so happy that i could go on my little trip last week.
dirty laundry, dirty floors, smelly sheets, and an empty refrigerator.
glucose drink still making me feel like i can't walk without falling over.
i cant believe i missed the biggest loser and american idol last night.
i should exercise. tomorrow.
i love my life.
ouch. my back feels and sounds like exploding bubble wrap.
i'm glad my new doctor is a woman.
i wish i could reach my toes to give myself a pedicure.
ok, i gotta fill the fridge. or just find something to eat.