Nom eating a Lara Bar, they are so tasty, but I don’t see them around much, someone in the US need to hook me up with a key-lime one or a coconut pie one, they sound nom-tastic. I really should have had a look for them when I was in Seattle.
So trip in to Lister Hospital in St Evenage went ok. We actually manged to be well timed in getting the bus both there and back and also in getting into the nurse who took my blood. So they are testing for a few things, I stupidly kinda assumed they could do several tests on just one vial. I never look when the draw blood, as I am extremely squeamish. I don’t mind the needle going in I just don’t looking at it. Which will be fun once I start with disease modifying drugs, I guess I’ll have to get used to it if I am going to do it myself, or I’ll have to get Steve to inject me, but the thought of that just seems a bit weird. Hrmm. Anyway back to the blood, when she was done. I turned my head and looked at her marking up the vials. All 5 of them, and the thought of all that blood made me feel a bit light headed. Brrr, do not like. Then she told me about how crap some doctors are at drawing blood, and how the sometimes mess up veins…brrrr…blerghhh…just trying it makes my skin crawl.
Anyway I get to wait a week or so to see if I got some fun tropical decease or whatever is wrong with me. I still think it is something to do with my sinuses, today they hurt like a mother, and are very blocked up. I sound like Pootle from the flumps, To Steves amusement….I aim to please.