Here we go again....just when you thought it was safe to go back in the water. I got a call at work today from my surgeon's office that they forgot to do blood work in the pre-op testing that I underwent on Monday. So I need to go to the hospital after work to get blood drawn. No problem, right?
The lab closes at 6:00, so I knew it would be a close call when I left at 5:15. I got to the hospital at 5:30 and had to wait fifteen minutes to register. As the clerk rolled her eyes at me when I told her why I was there, I felt my blood pressure start to rise. I took a deep breath and asked her to call down to the lab to alert them I was coming, and she did. I got to the lab as fast as I could and the phlebotomist had me in the chair, blood drawn, and out the door before you could say “Venipuncture”. I never even got to make my standard quips: “You won’t have to shave the hair to find my vein” or “I won’t bite or scratch” or “if I can get blood out of a two pound kitten or a 90 gram cockatiel, you shouldn’t have any problem”. The last one I save for the techs I know; I don’t want to antagonize anyone poking a needle in my arm! One more thing crossed-off the list before S-Day next Tuesday. Only a zillion more to go....
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Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Monday, March 10, 2008
A Day Off?
Mondays and Thursdays are typically my days "off". Weekends are always busy with church responsibilities and the other weekdays are busy at the clinic. But let me define the word "off".
"Off" means these are the days when everything else gets done; sometimes I am busier on my "off" days than my "on" days. Today was no exception. I began the day early with a doctor's appointment. I see my internist quarterly for the myriad of health problems that seem to multiply as the years go by. I feel like I am about 25 years old-in my mind ;>) However willing the spirit is, the flesh is certainly weak!
Dr. Tom Miller in Noblesville has been my doctor for 21 years. He also cares for my husband and mother. Dr. Miller is an old-fashioned doc who visits his patients in the hospital and calls with test results as soon as he gets them. He is not afraid to refer to a specialist when necessary, but doesn't ship you off at the drop of a hat. I trust him implicitly.
So Dr. Miller tells me I have a sinus infection (a recurring problem), no big deal. He then sends me over to the hospital where I spend the rest of the morning getting my annual blood tests and chest x-rays. I especially enjoy telling the phlebotomist that if I can get a blood sample from a one-pound kitten, she should have no problem hitting my big pipeline of a vein. After all, I don't have hairy arms and I don't bite and scratch :>) Then when I was in radiology, the technician asked me when my last period was, and without thinking, I said, "Oh, I am spayed, so I don't have any". Whoops!
I get out of the hospital finally and see the clinic has called 6 times. Dreading some terrible calamity, I speed-dialed the number. When Jill answered, she told me she had very bad news-the clinic Visa was lost. Whew-what a relief-I thought one of my patients had died! So I stopped by the clinic for a little damage control on my way to an appointment with my beautician for my weekly "wash and wax".
Just an average day in the life of an animal Doc......
"Off" means these are the days when everything else gets done; sometimes I am busier on my "off" days than my "on" days. Today was no exception. I began the day early with a doctor's appointment. I see my internist quarterly for the myriad of health problems that seem to multiply as the years go by. I feel like I am about 25 years old-in my mind ;>) However willing the spirit is, the flesh is certainly weak!
Dr. Tom Miller in Noblesville has been my doctor for 21 years. He also cares for my husband and mother. Dr. Miller is an old-fashioned doc who visits his patients in the hospital and calls with test results as soon as he gets them. He is not afraid to refer to a specialist when necessary, but doesn't ship you off at the drop of a hat. I trust him implicitly.
So Dr. Miller tells me I have a sinus infection (a recurring problem), no big deal. He then sends me over to the hospital where I spend the rest of the morning getting my annual blood tests and chest x-rays. I especially enjoy telling the phlebotomist that if I can get a blood sample from a one-pound kitten, she should have no problem hitting my big pipeline of a vein. After all, I don't have hairy arms and I don't bite and scratch :>) Then when I was in radiology, the technician asked me when my last period was, and without thinking, I said, "Oh, I am spayed, so I don't have any". Whoops!
I get out of the hospital finally and see the clinic has called 6 times. Dreading some terrible calamity, I speed-dialed the number. When Jill answered, she told me she had very bad news-the clinic Visa was lost. Whew-what a relief-I thought one of my patients had died! So I stopped by the clinic for a little damage control on my way to an appointment with my beautician for my weekly "wash and wax".
Just an average day in the life of an animal Doc......
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