Last month I ran out of Xanax and Brian was getting low. Our doctor does not do automatic refills, so I had to call him. And he wouldn't refill until we made appointments. Brian suggested making appointments for the same day and we'd fast the night before (bloodwork protocol) and just take our turns.
So, no food last night after eight (I can't eat late anyway) and nothing this morning, just our blood pressure meds and water.
We don't walk this morning, Brian showers, then I shower. Our appointments were for 9:00 and 9:30, so we figured go in early, get our blood taken, then we should be good for the appointments.
Well, they didn't want to take blood before, they wanted us to have it taken after the visit. Great, it's only a little after eight, we get to wait. But we didn't! We went right in.
On the way back the nurse asked if we wanted separate rooms. Oh, yeah, for sure. Our weight was taken, our height was noted and in we went. The doc saw Brian first, then it was my turn.
Pretty routine actually, no pap smear today, the doc said they only need to be taken every three to five years (I guess I'm at that age now). He talked me into a tetanus/pertussis combo shot (talked me into it, hell, he railroaded me). I was informed that pertussis can be very serious and you can get really sick from it. I said "well, if you get really sick, then you'd lose weight, right? There ya go, there's an upside to everything". He said something about another shot that's for shingles and people over sixty can get it. Then he told me that one in three people suffer from shingles. I thought about it for a minute and said "then I don't need to take it since Brian's already had shingles". The doc looked at me puzzled. I said "one in three, right? I should be safe". I didn't get the shot. Yet.
I do have a small mole on my back he wants to remove. He doesn't like the way the edges look. He'll excise it and send it to a pathology lab for testing. Okay. *sigh* Another appointment, besides the mammogram (btw, he said my breasts were good, no hard spots just lumpy...yeah, that's me all right; nothing hard, lots of smooshy lumps).
And then he asks when the last time I had a colonoscopy was. I looked at him, scrunched my face up like I was thinking about it and I said "um, never". He shook his head and I swear, he was like a happy, excited kid "you've gotta get one!" he told me with his eyes all big. I just bust out laughing. It was really funny. And that's another appointment to be made, luckily now they're doing it at a closer facility than where Brian's was done. No freeway driving on this one, so next time Brian gets his, I won't be white knuckling it on the freeway.
So, after I got dressed and got the tetanus/pertussis shot, made my mammo appointment, and had my blood drawn (Brian was already done) we came home.