I couldn't eat before the test so that was lots of fun. NOT! I got to the blood place and I THINK I had the lady who made me pass out before, but I wasn't sure so I said: "I am a hard stick. I passed out last time. I will be doing this lying down here on this cot."
She is thwapping my arm for a vein. So I say, "If you can't get one, forget it and we will try another day." But no, she felt obliged to soldier on. She found a vein.
Meanwhile, she lined up a series of empty tubes on my tummy. "I am just going to lay these here," she said. Um, sure, I guess. My tummy is now a table.
It was taking FOREVER. I think she is almost done. Then she says, "Two more" and picks up a vial off my tummy/table.
"It is coming out really slow," she said. THANKS FOR THE UPDATE. Now SHUT UP.
Finally was all over and I got orange juice and a hot ham and cheese at the Wawa.