I had my doctor's appointment this morning. No diagnosis yet. She wanted to wait for all my blood work to come back. She's testing my thyroid, my iron levels, my vitamin levels, and a bunch of other stuff. They drew 8 tubes of blood!! I hate HATE needles. I always sit in the chair looking like I'm about to pass out. The lady who did my blood work was good though. She kept talking to me about going to college. She is going back to become a RN. That made it go by quickly and kept my mind off it. I have to go back in 2 weeks and find out my results and have another visit.
I did meet a sweet little elderly lady. She was waiting for the lab as well and we both have a fear of needles. She told me how back during the War everyone was donating blood, so she went to do her patriotic duty and donate. She said she was fine until she looked around and saw everyone else getting blood drawn. "I went down like a rag doll" she said. She was a sweet little lady.
After my appointment it was lunch time. My husband was still at home waiting for me, so I decided to pick up some Taco Bell for us. They are doing a bunch of road construction around our neighborhood, so main routes to our house are closed off. I had to take a route that I had never taken before alone. I must have missed my exit because I wound up on the Kansas side of Kansas City. I turned around, stopped at a gas station and got directions.
I tried using my cell phone, but since I just use a pre-paid phone, it was empty of minutes. My youngest daughter had used all of my minutes the last time she went out with a friend. I refilled my phone, and started going the way the gas station man had told me.
He told me wrong!! I ended up back in Missouri but going South instead of North like I needed to. I had to turn around again. On Hwy 71S and Prospect!! If you live any where near Kansas City, you know Prospect. Heck just turn on the news and Prospect will be mentioned along with the latest murder, robbery, rape.... You get my drift.
I flipped around and headed back on 71N. This time I finally got in touch with my husband.
"Do you know why I am calling you?" He should know. I am always getting lost when I have to take the major interstates and highways. I am direction challenged.
"You're lost. Where are you?"
"All the way down by the 3 redlights on 71." I mumbled.
"How in the hell did you wind up down there?" He said in between laughing at me.
"Don't ask! I just had half my blood drained to feed the vampires under the doctor's office and I'm hungry!"
"Don't get bitchy or I'll hang up." He said back.
"Just guide me back home. I just want to get home." I was about to start crying I was so frustrated.
He stayed on the phone with me until I got our street's exit and then laughed at me when I came in the door.
He did give me a hug and a kiss for bringing him a chili cheese burrito though. I guess that makes up for getting lost on the Kansas side of Kansas City.