Doesn't anyone want to stick needles in my arms?

[gridlore]

Y'know, usually the hard part of getting a blood draw done is finding a working vein. Today, it was finding a damn lab. This order comes from the Stanford Eye Clinic, and they tell me to use an SHC facility. I look, cool, one relatively nearby.

They only handle blood donations. No one has bothered to update the website. But they send me to one I've been to before, down by Good Samaritan. It's a nice day, the radio is providing good music, let's do this thing!

SHC labs don't have a contract with my insurance, and of course, nobody thought to send in an authorization. But the good news is my usual lab, Quest, will do the test, and they are just in the next building over!

With high hopes, I walk over. . . and that building has been without power for over a day. Fuck. Now, I do have my usual Quest location, I check, they are open until 1600. Great!

I show up there, and a tech is pissed that I don't have an appointment but doesn't bother to tell me that they are closing early until I try to log in for a walk-in.

Done.

I did pick up all my meds, went shopping for a clicking torque wrench (one of the ones where you can set the torque required, and it clicks when you reach it. I have been converted to properly changing tires by a guy named Rainman Ray on YouTube.)

They don't carry them, I'll check at Home Depot and Habor Freight.

I also finally found gallon-sized Gatorade in stock.

But damn, what an annoying day!

Comments

[laurenthemself]

You must feel like a pinball after that! As though blood draws weren't enough of a pain.

[freyjaw]

I'm sorry you had such a frustrating time.

[lauradi7dw]

Years ago I had a book about doing carpentry repairs that was written specifically for women. The introduction reminded the reader that part of the procedure for doing anything was knowing the skill and having the right tools. (and really, being self-confident). A friend asked the author to help with a tire that had a seemingly permanently stuck lug nut. The bulky guy at the garage had failed. Her first thought was "Why should I (small woman) be able to succeed when big guy failed?" Then she reminded herself of the answer: "torque wrench." Yep.