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Nov. 3rd, 2009 05:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
valis2I went to Husband's place of employment this morning because of our annual health thing for the insurance company. They take some measurements and a blood sample. We have to fast for at least 12 hours before.
So yeah, no cereal & chai this morning. Woe.
The nurse was a bit weird. She asked me who was in charge of the appointments, and I told her who I thought might be in charge, but I added that I didn't work there. Then she couldn't get her stethoscope to work. Then she asked me if I'd had a mastectomy, only she pronounced it "massectomy" and I got really confused but figured it out.
Last year I did fine with the blood-drawing. This time, though, I felt weird before I even got there. A little dizzy when I got out of the tub. Well, the nurse only needed half the amount needed last time, but she had barely gotten it when suddenly I got the overwhelming feeling that I was going to pass out. The nurse last year talked during the draw about putting miles on her car, which was a nice distracting conversation. This nurse, however, talked about how she should have been a vampire and kept talking about how good she was at it. I mean, she was, but she kept referring to it so I guess it made me a little woozy. Then after I got faint she asked if I had been watching it--and I hadn't, actually, because I had already been feeling strange.
Then she asked me how long I had worked there, and hello, I already said I didn't work there. grah. Anyway, she took the measurements and was just a little bizarre and boy was I glad to get out of there.
However, just like last year, I'm feeling really out of it. Just...off. I feel kind of stupid and light-headed and just a wee bit out of breath. I'm such a wimp about stuff like this, lol.
I also realized that this morning I accidentally posted the Riptide fic to my journal instead of the Riptide comm. *headdesk*
So I ended up just leaving work early because I felt weird and out of it and I was afraid I'd do something else stupid. lol.
So yeah, no cereal & chai this morning. Woe.
The nurse was a bit weird. She asked me who was in charge of the appointments, and I told her who I thought might be in charge, but I added that I didn't work there. Then she couldn't get her stethoscope to work. Then she asked me if I'd had a mastectomy, only she pronounced it "massectomy" and I got really confused but figured it out.
Last year I did fine with the blood-drawing. This time, though, I felt weird before I even got there. A little dizzy when I got out of the tub. Well, the nurse only needed half the amount needed last time, but she had barely gotten it when suddenly I got the overwhelming feeling that I was going to pass out. The nurse last year talked during the draw about putting miles on her car, which was a nice distracting conversation. This nurse, however, talked about how she should have been a vampire and kept talking about how good she was at it. I mean, she was, but she kept referring to it so I guess it made me a little woozy. Then after I got faint she asked if I had been watching it--and I hadn't, actually, because I had already been feeling strange.
Then she asked me how long I had worked there, and hello, I already said I didn't work there. grah. Anyway, she took the measurements and was just a little bizarre and boy was I glad to get out of there.
However, just like last year, I'm feeling really out of it. Just...off. I feel kind of stupid and light-headed and just a wee bit out of breath. I'm such a wimp about stuff like this, lol.
I also realized that this morning I accidentally posted the Riptide fic to my journal instead of the Riptide comm. *headdesk*
So I ended up just leaving work early because I felt weird and out of it and I was afraid I'd do something else stupid. lol.
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Date: 2009-11-04 04:25 am (UTC)She really was excellent at her craft--I barely felt it, but her poor conversational choice was what really made me feel faint. *shivers*
And it sounds like you do have some horror stories. I'm so sorry! I've always been lucky about getting blood drawn--it's always been on the first try.