Tuesday = Monday

Today kind of sucks in a way. You ever have those rare days that you just want to stay in bed and sleep? Ok... maybe they aren't so rare, but it's one of those days where everything seems to just not go so well.

I finally dragged myself out of bed and to the shower (thank God for showers!). I had planned to go in to get my blood tests done again. I had a physical about three weeks ago and the cholesterol levels were way up, but they didn't tell me I had to fast the night before. So, I didn't. In fact, before I went to get the test, I had a big breakfast.

So now, I have to get the blood re-drawn and tested. I got half way to work when I realized that I left the lab forms at home on my kitchen counter. So I had to go back and get them. Of course, Maxwell was extremely excited to see me again, even though I gave him a hug and kiss like ten minutes before.

I put off going for as long as possible after fasting for 16 hours. They didn't really say how long to fast so I wanted to make sure that it was long enough. I show up and get ready to give the blood, and they can't find a vein anywhere. They ended up taking it from a vein in my hand, and yes, it did hurt like hell. I suppose I'll end up paying double now for the tests. Oh well.

I read this somewhere and it stuck with me:

No one wants to be just tolerated. You tolerate a cold.