I get up this morning at 6:12 like a good little girl. I got hardly any sleep last night so it was very hard for me to get up. I watch my DVR'd Project Runway as I wake up then get ready, leave the house, battle the traffic from the Westside to Belfort where the Doc's office is. I get there, everyone there is so nice, I have my Twilight book (which I purchased when we lost power during Fay with the intent to read it but never started it, then my sister tells me it's awesome and Mel has posted that it's awesome as well!) I'm ready to get this underway.
Let me give you some back story here. I have these tiny little veins that love to roll and disappear when people come towards me with needles. I've always had a hard time with my blood work, there is apparently one woman in the world that can stick me with a butterfly cath and get it first try so I might just go beg her and offer to pay out of my pocket! I typically go home with pricks all over my body, most phlobotimists have to get it out of my hand or even my feet I've had that done before. I HATE getting my blood drawn, half the time I go home with bruises all over cause people can't find my veins.
Which is exactly what happened to me this morning! I get there, eyes puffy, book in hand, go back to the chair and she's having a hard time. Slapping my arm, I pumped the little stress ball so much my hands got tingly. I'm starving cause by this time it's 8am and I still have 2 more hours before I can get food (and anyone that knows me knows I wake up hungry and breakfast is my fav meal of the day!) I wasn't really irritated, and I'm still not. It's just the way life goes I suppose, first this appointment was moved back a day, now another day.
She told me I could go down the street to Quest. I decided to forgo it for this morning, mainly because I had a major headache hadn't taken meds (cause I couldn't, it's fasting blood work) I'm extreemly tired cause I didn't sleep well the lastnight and well there is a Quest near my house so I'll just go in the AM or Saturday AM! She told me to drink a lot of water that it would help my veins show up. I've got two arms bruised and I just didn't want to be poked anymore today, twice in each arm is enough for today! Is that selfish of me? Possibly. Do I care? Nope.
I'm likely just going to do this on Saturday. I have an early morning wedding, well it's a mid day wedding really at the beach so we have to get there at like 10:30. I'll get up go get my blood done at 7am when they open and again at 9am cause it's a two parter, then go have a good breakfast somewhere in Riverside and then get to the beach at 10:30 so that when the wedding is over I can come home read my book, and nap! That sounds like a terriffic plan to me! I've already got a busy day tomorrow... but who knows Wes will likely talk me into getting it over with in the morning, but I personally think my poor arms (at least my right one which is way more bruised than the left) need a day to rest....
1 comment:
I have the same problem with my viens. Last time I had blood taken my arms were so bruised and on top of that the nurse ripped off a bandaid with half my skin still attached to it! I feel your pain.
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