My tests consisted of: a blood test, a urinary test, and a stool test.
I'm rating the blood test as the worst because I almost fainted after the procedure... A nurse and my mom had to guide me into an empty room to lie me down. The nurse was generous enough to get me a glass of water. I stayed put for around five minutes before I felt comfortable to leave.
The funny thing about having a blood test today is that Mason had to take one, too. He said he almost fainted also. We both laughed at each other.
The stool test was the most vile. I had to poop in a bucket and then scoop my poop into a small container.
Terribly unsanitary...
I'm happy I took my stool test at home. If I had the pressure of using a public bathroom to force myself to poop, it would be embarrassingly long. I can't tell my body to poop automatically. I can with pee. Poop is more finicky.
Have I crushed your appetite with my gross story?
Sorry about that.
Or am I?
Anyway, I'm home now. Well, I've been home since noon. Right now, I'm Skyping Mason and becoming increasingly irritated over my dog barking at the wind suddenly changing direction.
As another tribute to Robin Williams, I would be honored to share a comic drawn by someone on a Tumblr blog called "everydaycomics."
Enjoy:
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