Warning: This post contains details about my compromised immune system that you may consider to be too much information. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
Well....crap. Literally. I just left the house for the first time in four days to go down to student health to get yet another blood test (an iron deficiency test this time, I think). The lab tech had a hard time actually finding a vein to use, because my veins are not so good to begin with and they are all still bruised and traumatized from the two times I had to get blood drawn on Monday.
When he finished drawing blood, the lab tech handed me a brown paper bag and asked if I knew what to do with it. Put my lunch in it? Well...sort of: now the doctor wants a stool sample. Awesome. I have to poop in a cup and deliver it back to student health within half an hour afterwards. I will spare you any more detail than that.
Suffice to say that, considering the way she is testing absolutely everything, I'm beginning to think that the doctor has zero idea what is wrong with me.
Oh boy do I feel for you. Been here where you are. Stay strong, stay positive when you can and eventually, you'll find it. Hugs. Tammy
ReplyDeleteTAMMY: Yes - that was shitty. Pun intended. ~;o)
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