This has been a generally hectic week. I got my van back...hurray...although I'll miss the happy box car and all the smiles directed towards it.
I've just been running from pillar to post, had some unpleasant drama, a wee bit of a stomach bug, some definitely stress-reducing conversations and laughter.
I passed a coding course that I was taking with a 92% on the final. Kind of mad at myself for making a silly mistake. I'm a perfectionist, so less than A+ irks me - but I think I'm almost over it. :) I'm also plugging away at my personal trainer certification - and in that I have a perfect 100% average. Hopefully I'll be done with that by early to mid-summer.
Wednesday, I had an awesome rough workout and then later felt wiped out by a bug. Today I managed an hour of cardio and anything else I planned to do was neglected due to TOO MUCH ON MY PLATE. I'm afraid next week might turn out chaotic, too, so I'm planning ahead that I will make every effort to get extra sleep and wake up bright and early.
My doctor has a steady phlebotomist now and wanted me to come in to the office for my blood draw instead of going to the lab I frequent. (Yes, I frequent labs...sad, isn't it?) I was nervous because the girl at the lab is very good with my veins and in the past I've had sadistic maniacs brutalize both arms...it's hard to give up a place of safety. WELL, I needn't have feared. My doctor talked up his blood guy and he lived up to the reputation. I didn't even feel a tiny pinch. Nothing. When he changed tubes, again...I felt nothing.
Too bad I can't go to him for my ANA test that I have to have tomorrow. I have to go to the hospital lab for that one. YUK. This is the test that checks on lupus markers. I tested positive back in January (low positive, speckled pattern). Folks with autoimmune thyroiditis sometimes test positive for this, so it doesn't mean it has to be lupus but my allergist/immunologist wants to be sure. So I'm praying the number stays low.
And that's it. I have writer's block...sort of. I have a lot of stuff on my mind but it's best kept back right now.
taking blood from me used to be really easy...never had trouble finding a good vein...but in the last few years all my good veins have just up and gone away. they've even started drawing from my wrists. and, by the way...that hurts.