Today I went to the day hospital to have a series of tests done. I figured I would be poked and prodded all at once (I have to have x-rays taken, a sonogram, gastroscopy and some other test I can’t remember) and then I could forever hold my peace, but it didn’t turn out that way. Today was blood tests and EKG time. The blood tests never ended. I got in at 8 and left at 11.45, my body and psych battered. I feel drained, and not just of juices (lord knows they took enough blood to rebuild a newer and better Carla). The dr was awful. She kept making faces and acting panicked and not explaining what the fudge was going on. That kind of attitude, in the presence of a hypocondriac, is a no no in any book. Especially when the hypocondriac is cranky from very little sleep the night before. I headed home feeling slightly violated. I will survive.

I am now coming slowly back to life. I showered and ate and I feel much much better. I shall snuggle with the kittehs and watch me some TV, while busily knitting socks and forget all about it. I can’t wait to sleep a deep undisturbed sleep tomorrow. Mmmm.

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