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Monday, April 28th, 2008 10:56 am
The bad news: the orange drink is so nasty I gagged. Twice.
The bad news: bruises on both arms.
The sort-of-good news: only one bruise on each arm, after multiple pokes.
The good news: it's over and I'm at work now!

I think I lost about a cup of blood.* The glucose tolerance test wasn't the only thing the doctor ordered; the first draw was something like seven vials... and she forgot one, so the second draw wasn't two, it was three... and the other two draws were two. I need a steak.

*edit: that's an exaggeration.
Monday, April 28th, 2008 06:30 pm (UTC)
Fortunately I had only the two -- one draw before the hideous drink, one a half hour later, the third a half hour after the second, and the fourth an hour after the third. I read an old statistics text I'd scrounged from Rob.

This one is for my local gyn: glucose tolerance and a big pile of vitamin/hormone checks. (She also ordered the one I'm hoping to do tomorrow, testing for Lyme. Thank goodness I don't have to fast for that one.) The three things the NY doctor want are all going to have to go through my GP, and I see him next week. Everything is soooo sloooooooow.