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My doctor had given me a form for bloodwork.
Last February.
It's been hanging on my calendar since then.
I have no phobias about needles; I'm just a procrastinator. I also usually have a light snack around midnight, and of course this test means you have to fast for 12 hours, so that would mean I couldn't get the blood drawn until noon the next day, and yada yada yada ...
Yeah, in short, I'm a procrastinator.
Finally, the last time I went to get my meds refilled, my doctor asked my pharmacy to write on the bags: "BLOODWORK"
Okay, I can take a hint. So last Friday I went to a medical centre I'm familiar with to get the deed done. The place was eerily empty -- LOTS of empty offices. I'm familiar with this place from long ago, so I was wondering WTF happened as I was trying to find the lab. Finally got there, got it done, and left. *phew*
Come home today to a phone message from my doctor: "Please call to make an appointment."
I'M DYINNNNNNG ...
To my amazement, when I called (around 7 p.m.), the clinic was still open. Receptionist called up my file and said yes, I needed to make a followup appointment ... within the next three months.
Cue the plummet from Red Alert to Green like an out-of-control descending elevator ...
I mentioned that I'd gotten the bloodwork done and if she didn't already have the results, she'd get them within a day or two. She said yes, they had them, and that was what had prompted the doctor to request the appointment ... for a standard followup for a diabetic patient.
Guess I'll have to pay off that student loan after all, dammit.
Last February.
It's been hanging on my calendar since then.
I have no phobias about needles; I'm just a procrastinator. I also usually have a light snack around midnight, and of course this test means you have to fast for 12 hours, so that would mean I couldn't get the blood drawn until noon the next day, and yada yada yada ...
Yeah, in short, I'm a procrastinator.
Finally, the last time I went to get my meds refilled, my doctor asked my pharmacy to write on the bags: "BLOODWORK"
Okay, I can take a hint. So last Friday I went to a medical centre I'm familiar with to get the deed done. The place was eerily empty -- LOTS of empty offices. I'm familiar with this place from long ago, so I was wondering WTF happened as I was trying to find the lab. Finally got there, got it done, and left. *phew*
Come home today to a phone message from my doctor: "Please call to make an appointment."
I'M DYINNNNNNG ...
To my amazement, when I called (around 7 p.m.), the clinic was still open. Receptionist called up my file and said yes, I needed to make a followup appointment ... within the next three months.
Cue the plummet from Red Alert to Green like an out-of-control descending elevator ...
I mentioned that I'd gotten the bloodwork done and if she didn't already have the results, she'd get them within a day or two. She said yes, they had them, and that was what had prompted the doctor to request the appointment ... for a standard followup for a diabetic patient.
Guess I'll have to pay off that student loan after all, dammit.
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