Today I had a regular check-up at 9:45. I had some errands to run first, so I left a little early. Even after stopping for scratchers (another $100 winner today, thanks for asking) and mailing the latest repair bill for our air conditioner (the second one this month) and putting a mysterious $400 check in the bank for the #1 son...I still got to the
I also had both my insurance cards and my ID ready, as told. But nobody asked to see them. ANYBODY could have walked in off the street, impersonating me, and taken my appointment! Anyhoo...I sat down with a table between me and the only other person in the waiting area, a young gal in brand-new green scrubs. Apparently, she was starting work there today, but nobody knew what to do with her. They finally called her back, and a couple minutes later, they called ME back. Thank the Gummi Mary, that new girl was not the one who called me.
The nurse took vitals and confirmed my prescriptions, then the practitioner came in to spend all of 90 minutes with me. It's not like he was crowded, you know. He listened to my heart (proof that I DO have one) and looked in my ears, and nodded when I told him my knees were really causing me trouble. Grinned, actually. "Oh, so they're real stiff?" Yeah. And I can hardly walk or get up and down from a chair. But do you know his solution for that? "Well...I guess we could do an X-ray."
SWEET GUMMI MARY! Even I know that an X-ray won't show soft tissue injury. So I politely declined that offer.
And we were through! Can you believe it? The nurse gave me a lab order, and I went
The blood draw itself was not painful. Just that kind of dull pressure like when I think they've got that needle pushing against the bottom of the vein. Anyhoo...I have barely a pinpoint where my life fluid was allowed to flow out, and no bruising at all.
Do you think maybe that phlebotomist went a little overboard, strapping that gauze square on tight?