Since my brush with cancer in 2013, I’ve had a blood-test every 6 months specifically to make sure my TSH hasn’t gone all squirrelly on account of not having a thyroid anymore, and the radiation therapy immediately proceeding its removal from my person.
Last year I escaped the bloodletting altogether. Our local hospital where I’d normally get such things taken care of didn’t want anything to do with me, and I certainly didn’t want anything to do with it.
I call 2020 the Year of Covid, and 2021 the Year of Consequences. Consequentially, last week I had my first blood-test since 2019, and because of this delay I was getting tested for everything I’d missed out on. Fasting was required.
(I don’t know about you but I find it a bit of a challenge to go out into the world after I’ve been crook for an extended period of time and I wasn’t completely myself after my vaccine shot)
This how it went down …
Clothes – Shoes and socks are weird.
In the car – OMG!!! Why is everyone driving so FAST?
At the hospital – Where’s my mask? Why won’t it fit properly? (trying to put the mask on over my glasses and my hearing aids) Also, I can’t breeeeeathe!
Waiting room – I’m #82. The display is stuck on #75, and I haven’t had anything to eat or drink (except water) since yester-bloody-day!
Bloodletting – Just exactly how many vials of blood are you taking? (answer – 7)
Back in the car – Mrs Widds had packed a thermos of tea, made just the way I like it. I love her.
Widdershins Worlds 
You are by no means alone in these apprehensions. I hope the results are satisfactory.
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I didn’t hear back from my doctor so, nothing atrocious. I have a phone consult next week for the finer details. 🙂
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I was invited for a blood test once, but the results came back ‘Unsuitable for black puddings’ and that was the end of my career before it had even begun.
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Well, that’s just mean! You could’ve been the Tsar of Black Puddings by now!
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After all of that, that flask of tea must have been very welcome!
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Made my day, it did! 😀
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I love it when someone special does something special just for me, spontaneously…
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Aww. The tea. That was so sweet. Sometimes those little gestures make all the tough stuff fade away.
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She pays a bit more attention to my blood-sugar than I do. I can be trundling along and start to feel a bit pale-and-wan, then I remember, “oh, I should probably eat’. I get the raised eyebrow at those times. 😀
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🙂 You’re lucky to have someone looking our for you.
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The anxiety of these things goes through the roof – and the staff doing the test have also been stressed for a long time now.
I don’t have a solution beyond self-awareness, but I do hope you also had food along for immediately afterward. I can’t go without food for very long any more, and that period diminishes quickly with stress, so you have my sympathies.
The medical side doesn’t seem to accommodate those of us who have these problems, possibly because most of the staff are too young.
Hope the results calm the flames, and you just go on with your life until the next time – the most likely outcome. BREATHE.
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We live a few short minutes out of town so yes, I ate as soon as we got home. 🙂 … breathing is happening. 🙂
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Good thoughts for the results – and I could taste that tea, and the warmth, even though I’m not a tea person.
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The other week I was an hour waiting for blood test – the number was stuck firmly on 65 and I was 94 but they weren’t calling anybody. What on earth were they doing, how long does it take; we’re they taking 8 pints out of everyone! Keeping socially distanced we all compared numbers -68 – lucky you…
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There’s only so much they can blame on being ‘Covid-stressed’, after that it’s just sheer bloody-mindedness … at least our person checked the roll of tickets so they kept up with them.
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