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Bloodwork Sucks
Jul. 3rd, 2002 11:04 amWow... It's July already. I really should try to update my journal a little more often. I think I only managed about 5 entries in June.
The job is still going pretty well. It feels more like hanging out than actual work, which I dreaded. Ironically, I work harder at this job than I ever did at Country Marketplace, but I'm a lot happier, too. Maybe it's just having a better staff?
We have fish now at work. Someone abandoned a couple of comets with us about two weeks ago and Steve didn't have the heart to flush them, so we bought a tank and named them Sashimi and Sushi, respectively. The next day, we bought a plecostomus, which Steve named Uncle Creepy because he lives upside down under the rock in the tank. The fish also happen to be completely retarded. Uncle Creepy has started stalking Sushi. I think he plans to molest him.
Sashimi unfortunately died yesterday. We came in and he was on the bottom of the tank. Not good. We gave him a dignified burial at sea (read: I flushed him). Steve wants to get a couple neons to replace him. I think we're all a bit mad. God knows we need fish. It's only worse because everyone talks to them.
I finally went to the doctor's the other day for all the strange little haemorages on my body. I had one on my left breast in the beginning of June that came up between when I drove Matt to work and came home to shower. I seriously thought it was marker at first. It looked like someone dotted bright blue marks on my chest. Since then, I've had a couple on the inside of my thigh, my arm, and my belly. I scheduled an appointment for last Thursday to get blood drawn. The bloodwork itself wasn't too bad; Steve was nervous and nearly passd out for me. I get blood drawn, he had to lay down.
I called Monday and they wouldn't tell me the pathology of the report over the phone. I had to schedule an appointment for yesterday to find out what was going on. After I got there, I had to wait for almost 45 minutes, which was peachy. Come to find out that my white blood cell count, my platelet count, and my neutrophillis counts are all fairly high. I get to have more bloodwork done sometime next week. Nothing makes me happier than this.
This is what my life has been like lately... more waiting.
I need to take a quick shower and get motivated to go and do my day-off errands.
The job is still going pretty well. It feels more like hanging out than actual work, which I dreaded. Ironically, I work harder at this job than I ever did at Country Marketplace, but I'm a lot happier, too. Maybe it's just having a better staff?
We have fish now at work. Someone abandoned a couple of comets with us about two weeks ago and Steve didn't have the heart to flush them, so we bought a tank and named them Sashimi and Sushi, respectively. The next day, we bought a plecostomus, which Steve named Uncle Creepy because he lives upside down under the rock in the tank. The fish also happen to be completely retarded. Uncle Creepy has started stalking Sushi. I think he plans to molest him.
Sashimi unfortunately died yesterday. We came in and he was on the bottom of the tank. Not good. We gave him a dignified burial at sea (read: I flushed him). Steve wants to get a couple neons to replace him. I think we're all a bit mad. God knows we need fish. It's only worse because everyone talks to them.
I finally went to the doctor's the other day for all the strange little haemorages on my body. I had one on my left breast in the beginning of June that came up between when I drove Matt to work and came home to shower. I seriously thought it was marker at first. It looked like someone dotted bright blue marks on my chest. Since then, I've had a couple on the inside of my thigh, my arm, and my belly. I scheduled an appointment for last Thursday to get blood drawn. The bloodwork itself wasn't too bad; Steve was nervous and nearly passd out for me. I get blood drawn, he had to lay down.
I called Monday and they wouldn't tell me the pathology of the report over the phone. I had to schedule an appointment for yesterday to find out what was going on. After I got there, I had to wait for almost 45 minutes, which was peachy. Come to find out that my white blood cell count, my platelet count, and my neutrophillis counts are all fairly high. I get to have more bloodwork done sometime next week. Nothing makes me happier than this.
This is what my life has been like lately... more waiting.
I need to take a quick shower and get motivated to go and do my day-off errands.