Thursday, April 17, 2008

It's all in my mind, it's all in my mind. . . . .

Tomorrow I have to have a fasting blood test --- 12 hours without food. Even though I had a nice hearty dinner, my stomach thinks it's going to die going another 11 hours with nothing but water and medicine. I keep telling myself, it's all in my mind, it's all in my mind . . . . . . . . .

I hate blood tests. Not the type you get when you've got an infection, no. Well, not really, as long as it's not a finger-prick (OUCH!), even though it's hard to find my veins. What I'm talking about is when you have to get a large vial (or 2) taken. 20+ years ago I was on a severely restricted diet plan, and I had to have a large vial taken once a month. I'm not too bad with blood coming out of a small wound, but seeing my blood in tubes in front of me is another matter. Even when I haven't gone without food for 12 hours, seeing the tubes makes me a bit woozy. I know, I know, it's all in my mind, it's all in my mind . . . . . . . . .

But it isn't.

And I'm hungry!

It's all in my mind, it's all in my mind. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Addendum:
Since my blood test I've had two good meals, and I'm still hungry!

4 comments:

the jewelry :ninja! said...

aw, poor buggie!

i actually like watching the tubes fill up. strange, but mezmerizing.

good luck!

Debs said...

Poor Ladybugs. I hope it goes ok, and that they can get the results they need to.

Krazy Kate Designs said...

How's everything going Ladybugs? You don't have to look, just close your eyes.

ABreathOfFrenchAir said...

Ugh! I hate blood tests too!