Yesterday was a whirlwind of a day.....started off waking up early getting ready and taking Grandma back to her house. She spent 2 nights here after her cataract eye surgery, anyhew! After dropping her off me and my mother raced to The U of U hospital for my dietitian appointment. Its kinda funny, we didn't really want an appointment, this all came about from my mother calling to ask for nutritional information on this new weight gain shake that a good friend suggested.
So before I know it I'm talking with a dietitian and we are coming up with a plan to start a serious weight gain. I'm extremely motivated and am ready to give it my best.
After that another medical professional came in, now she is what I like to call a little bit too overboard. She quickly insisted I get my blood drawn and checked for various things, and a pee test.....lol guess urine sample is more correct to say. I don't really mind doing these type of tests, even though I'm almost impossible to get blood from, I just like hearing that everything is normal inside me haha :)
So off to the lab we went. Blood was decided to be done first. The blood drawer lady was very nice and I felt confident in her until she said "yesterday a poor girl here had to be stuck 6 times." Ah great! Don't tell me that haha. I right of the bat told her I was not easy to draw blood from, and that they usually do it from my hand but I really wanted to try to avoid the hands cuz they bruise terribly. She was down for that and tried my for arm, it didnt hurt at all and was working then all of a sudden the blood stopped. So then she tried the inside of my elbow on the other arm, hurt going in and was coming good until the needle fell out! Thats when I started feeling sick and turned white.....I don't know why this happens, blood does not bother me but I usually find myself getting sick if they take too long. I think its my body's way of saying stop it! The lady felt bad and was like " I'm only allowed two tries, let me go get someone else." So this not happy lady comes and gives it a go. She tried the elbow spot again, that was not good at all. Finally I was like just go for my hand....long behold it worked like a charm. So for future notice if I have bruised gross looking hands, you'll know why. ;) I then quickly did the pee sample.....so much better then getting poked for blood! That whole ordeal took an hour or more..... Then we were off to my hair appointment.
I have 14 min to get from downtown salt lake to kaysville. The rain is pouring. I was stressing. Its just a hair appointment right? Well, with the salon I go to you have to understand something...Its a very nice salon and everyone is nice.......unless your late. We have been late a few times in the past and its like the second you walk through those doors more then 5 minutes, then your treated like the trash of the world and your hair cutter turns into an instant.....hmmmmm.....bi*** if you know what I mean. Why do I put up with this you wonder? Well they cut and style so good I don't dare put my hair in anyone's else hands. So yesterday, I'm ten minutes late and thank goodness she doesnt transform in to a wicked witch of the West. All she says I may not have time to style it like you like it. Dissapointed, but a necessary compromise. She got the job done though. My bangs are back in business, I can actually see out of my left eye now and successfully put mascara on with out turning the tips of m bangs black. ;) so I pleased with it.
They rest of the day consisted of being home, sore arms and a Patriots game :D :D
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