I went to get my blood work done today because Dr. Jeong thought I should just do the entire physical. Unfortunately, I had to have it done while fasting, and because I consumed a whopping 4 Cadbury mini-eggs yesterday, I had to wait until today. Whiskey went with me because she had to leave a little sample upstairs in Dr. Jeong's office, and the lab is in the same community of offices.
When I go in, I sign in of course. They ask me for a slip, and the only one I have from the doctor I hand over. She informs me that the paper is for a pap smear, and she's never done one there, so maybe I have the LAB slip. Yeah, she was laughing. Yeah, I was laughing. Yeah, I AM AN IDIOT! So I run my butt (okay, let's be real, I took the elevator) up to Dr. Jeong's, and they inform me that they submitted the paperwork electronically.
I head BACK to the lab. I have to wait this time because they're busy with others. Finally it is my turn. It takes the lady a little time to get my paperwork pulled up and filled in, etc. A student is also there in the lab practicing, and I'm praying like crazy that I don't get the student because I just don't do well with blood draws typically anyway. I get anxiety, and I've nearly passed out before. Not to mention that I have awful veins, so I'm paranoid the student is going to dig around to find something.
The student IS the one who is going to do my blood draw. I start panicking a little in my mind, so what do I do? I turn to my go-to and start charming them with my whit and humor. They kept checking each of my arms and feeling me up all over. They were having discussions about my little veins right in front of me. It was slightly awkward, so I said, "Wow, I feel like a science experiment!" To which both women began cackling hysterically. I suppose in a place where you draw blood all the time, many people aren't too enthusiastic.
The student finally decides upon a vein, and she re-ties the little stretchy tourniquet. She asks me if it's too tight, to which I reply, "Well it doesn't really matter. I'm not going to be here all day with this thing on my arm!" Evidently, they found this funny too. They said it's nice to have someone pleasant and positive coming in with a sense of humor. Why yes it is. Now please someone other than the student draw my blood!
The student drew my blood, it wasn't that bad. She found the vein, first try. I was relieved. It was over. She was pressing so hard on my arm though, I have indentations of her fingers....yes, I realize that I am incredibly pale, this could have something to do with it.
Meanwhile, Whiskey was waiting for me, sending me texts about being the life of the party. I can't help that I use humor to lighten the mood. I can't help that everyone liking me is my thing. God gave me a fun personality, I'm grateful! It definitely keeps me from sobbing in my bed all day long, like I'd really like to!!
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