Health

I have some sort of sinus thing going on and it's caused my eyes to be so red that everyone who saw me in the office on Tuesday commented on it. I decided to tell people that it was because I'd been smoking a little sumptin' sumptin'. Sometimes I'd mix it up and tell people that I had been on an all night drinking binge. Unfortunately everyone knows me too well and I wasn't able to raise a single eyebrow. I'm going to have to work on this good girl reputation of mine. Hmmmph.

I decided to call in sick today, because even though I went to bed and was asleep by 7:30 last night, I woke up feeling like I needed more sleep. Since that sort of thing is frowned upon at work (I'm assuming it's so you don't electrocute yourself when you drool on your keyboard), I chose to do my sleeping at home.

I also choose to call in sick to my blog today because whatever has taken over my sinuses has also taken over my brain. So, with that, I bid you adieu.

I had to get some lab work done today. I've become quite good at this. I know which arm is best and the approximate spot where they'll hit pay dirt. I'm one of those 'hard to draw blood from' types.

The last thing I want to hear is something that I heard today; "Hello, I'm a student, is it OK if I draw your blood today?"


I told him that I'd be a good learning experience for him, and go ahead and have at it. I then told him where he'd have the most luck in finding the elusive vein.

Poke poke... sweat ... poke poke... dig... sigh.....

"Uh, I h" (he started to say "I HOPE") "I am sure we'll find it."

I laughed and said, "you'd better work on those thought bubbles. That one almost popped. You almost said hope".

After a little nervous laughter on his end, more of the poke poke... dig dig.. sweat sweat.

Eventually he got the vein and was able to draw the three viles he needed.

Afterward he said, "I'm surprised you caught me almost say the word hope".

I replied, "I'm a good listener."

Heh. Lucky me with the good listening skills.

Our company has changed insurance carriers, and my current doctor is not one of the approved physicians. Since I have a liver disorder, it's important that I have a good doctor that understands the importance of regular CT scans, ultrasounds and blood work.

So, I'm doing a meet and greet with a new doctor on Wednesday. They have a website, so I decided to look up his bio. In it, I read, "I believe it is important that we take care of ourselves through fitness and healthy eating. I enjoy discussing exercise with my patients.... "



I liked my old doctor. She was chubby too, and realized that I have a mirror and a brain and know that I should lose weight and exercise. I have a feeling I'm gonna get lectured. Gah!!!

When I read that bio, I was reminded of a Hospice patient of mine. Toward the end, she was rarely awake. I sat in the room with her while her husband was out running errands. Toward the end, she was very disoriented when she'd wake up and would have very few lucid moments. That is what makes this story so funny.

The ONE lucid moment she had was when she decided to give me diet tips. It went something like this:

An hour of snore snore, mumble mumble, then she looked at me and very clearly said , "Dear, maybe if you used a little less salt, that might take care of the weight problem. Or, maybe eat less meat". snore snore, mumble mumble.

I still giggle thinking about it.

Avoid the temptation to eat your favorite hot cereal next time you have the flu. Anything with the word "bran" in it should be avoided at all costs.

Ok, really I suggest you NOT meet Mr. Mucus. He's just gross and about the most disgusting marketing ploy I've ever come across. I do suggest Mucinex, however. (thanks sis for the recommendation!)

Yeah, I know the topic is gross, but I feel compelled to share this fabulous find. I have the flu, but this stuff is making it less miserable than flu's that have run over me in the past.

Mucinex and Advil, my two new lovers.

Lest I gross anyone out with details, I shall just leave it at that.