I spent over two hours this morning waiting in the pathology area of the local hospital ( only 20 mins away once the new road is finished) having my Glucose Tolerance Test (GTT). I’d tell you how much fun it was… but it wasn’t. Two hours sitting listening to the staff complaining about their managers was quite enough to last me several lifetimes 🙂
Either way… handed over the ‘sample’, gave the blood… drank the drink… gave the blood (again)… and came home.
Thing is, whilst there, any number of storiews came to mind that could be usefull written up here, but nnow I’m back… can I remember *any* of them?? Nope… not a one. Damn!
Oh yeas… test reulsts will be learned when I visit the doc in two weeks… by which time I hope to have picked up enough courage to collect two stool samples for analysis… ewww… now I remember what I disliked about geriatric nursing!
Never thought I’d be doing it for myself tho!! 😀
So… what *was* I going to write about?? Lord knows… but like a garlic and cheese sandwich, I expect it’ll come back to me eventually.
The Eclectic Interweb 