Doing It Right

[bloodyrosemccoy]

Have not eaten yet today. That’s what I get for working in a hospital—I just came straight to the office after my fasting insulin test.

On the other hand, that means I was nearby when the lab called me back half an hour after they had jammed a spigot into my arm.

LAB GUY: Er, sorry, but your blood test is broken. We need to do it again.

AMELIA: I am sure I have manufactured more blood by now!

I guess he used the wrong vial for one of them. (I knew he was doing that when we were there, but hey, I figured I’d be around anyway.) So I went back and put some blood in the pink vial this time, instead of the yellow one. And I’m gonna have two big shiny bruises in my elbow, now, too.* Least it’s not my book-carrying arm.

And now we find out what’s up with me! Should be interesting to find out what’s going on …


*They always say I won’t bruise. I always bruise.

Comments

[acrossthelake.livejournal.com]

Is this a routine sort of bwud test, or is anything wrong? (PS: I aten't dead, I'm just busy as all hell and wrestling with my new cell phone plan. You will get a call from me... someday!)

[padparadscha.livejournal.com]

Checking on my suspected hormonal imbalance--whether or not I'm the Bearded Lady, basically. I'll let you know!