OK, I've had it. The testing is done (let's hope it all gets to the states the way it should) and just in time. We went for the last (knock on wood) of our blood tests yesterday to a lab who knew what was up and was willing to assemble and ship the kits to Colorado. The nurse did a great job of a complicated task with one exception. She didn't read the instructions on how much blood she was supposed to take from Stef for one of the tests, and ended up taking more than twice the amount she was supposed to - in oversized tubes. Oh, and two full ones were already on the table. Stef turned green even before the plug was pulled. It wasn't pretty - he didn't recover until I dug out a biscotti I had gotten him a month ago out of my purse. Now I know why I kept forgetting to give it to him. He spent that morning at work replenishing his red blood cell count. As for me, the blood tests were a breeze but then there's the mammogram. I was warned about how painful it would be...so I went in pretty psyched. It was my first time, so me and my girls were pretty weirded out by the tech grabbing me all over my chest and shoulders to align my body into this machine that squeezeed the crap out of them. I actually didn't find it painfull at all......so you can imagine my suprise when a fainting spell hit me....by the last picture I was barely hanging onto consciousness and had to focus through the stars to not fall when the vice let me go. Was that bizzare.
So now just waiting to hear that it all got to the states. Then we're scott free. Good....cause green is not Stef's color.
One step closer, one step closer...
ReplyDeleteIf men had to endure all the needles and blood tests us women do, I have now doubt that there would be far fewer humans in the human race!