Thursday, May 28, 2015

Where's A-Z?

I think I need the A-Z challenge back. I seem to lack motivation for posting on my blog when left to my own devices. But today, I am determined to post. I can't seem to come up with anything that captures my fancy, so I will just go with what doesn't capture my fancy. And right now, that seems to be a stream of consciousness of what I did yesterday.

Yesterday, I got great satisfaction out of finally lowering our cable/phone/internet bill. Should have done it sooner. Most of our features were out of date, so they were upgraded to better service for a lower cost--$25/month lower. We lost a few channels, but I didn't even know that most of them existed. And for once during a call with Verizon, they didn't try to upgrade our service and add a bunch of premium channels. Yea!

However, that phone call lasted much longer than I expected it to, so I wasn't able to get in the errands I had planned before work. So they will have to happen this morning, unless of course, I spend too much time here at the computer.


This picture has nothing to do with this post except that I ran onto it while I was writing it. It is the cats in their playground otherwise known as Wally's room years ago.

Went to work and am back home now.

I was able to accomplish the errands before work. I mailed some letters, picked up a prescription, and had a blood test. And speaking of blood tests, does anyone else have hard-to-hit, rolling, slow bleeding veins? They seem to run in my family and having a blood draw never easy for anyone involved. However a few years ago, after a couple of sticks, the nurse said, "Always point to this spot right here for anyone doing this." And it has been smooth sailing ever since. It made me wonder why it took all of those years of multiple sticks each time for someone to figure it out.

One time after four tries and no luck, the nurse called the doctor in. The doctor tried another time without success and I started to cry. The the doctor-with-no-bedside-manner asked what I was crying for and said that my husband didn't cry when he was stuck. Well, first of all, she shouldn't have been discussing another patient with me even if he was my husband, and next my husband's veins jump out and say pick me anytime he has a blood test. He has never had a problem.  In fact, when he gives blood, they call him a good bleeder. We never went back to that doctor and I'm can laugh about it all these years later, can't you tell?

Tonight I have a book club meeting where we bring our nominations for what we want to read next year. We vote on them next month. The book we are discussing tonight is The Thirteenth Tale by Diane Setterfield. I know that the book has been quite popular over the last couple of years and I can see why. It's just my style. It will be interesting to hear what others think about it.

Until next time...


10 comments:

  1. I LOVE that picture! Looks like it could have been taken at my house.

    And my best friend has a horrible time with blood draws. They usually have to get a nurse from the NICU to do it. Even then they have to wrap her arms in towels and go through all sorts of gymnastics to find a vein - I think they had to do it in her neck once! She'd be ecstatic if they could find her "spot" so she wouldn't have to go through that all the time! I personally have no such excuse, I just hate needles and have to psych myself up for any sort of shot or blood draw. At least we know I could NEVER become an IV drug user! :-)

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    1. My sisters and mother have not been so lucky to find the spot. They still usually have to have multiple sticks in various places, but I don't think it was ever in their neck.

      I love the picture too. The cats always liked Wallly's room because he made special places for them to sleep and special toys. However, I don't think he planned this. It was just his normal habitat.

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  2. The photo of your son's room looks so familiar! Nice to know that my kids were/are "normal" in lack of tidiness.

    I felt queasy reading about your blood draw experiences. I think I'll go lie down, now.

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    1. I'd like to say that my kids were the exceptions to the rule that teens are messy. However, they weren't. Not even close. :)

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  3. Depends on who is drawing my blood. If it's a newbie, I get stuck 2 or 3 times, but seasoned professionals tell me I'm an easy blood draw. Getting stuck isn't fun.

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    1. At one of the local labs, there was a tech, Clifford, who was masterful with a needle. He could get almost everyone with the first try. He changed labs and people followed him. There was a lot of sadness when he moved out of the area too far to follow.

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  4. I love that photo! I knew it had to be a boys room from the way it looked. :-)

    I have a horrible time having blood drawn there has only been one person who could get my veins on the first try. I now tell anyone about to prick me that if they miss the vein to pull the needle out because if they wiggle the needle around I will pull my arm out. They hate that because it means they have to swab another location but I refuse to put up with the pain.

    Shame on your doctor for comparing your reaction to discomfort to anyone else even if it was a relative.

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    1. Wiggling the needle is the worst. I think you have a good plan to have them try in another spot.

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  5. Your blood draw experience is awful! I switched doctors to avoid the blood draw tech at the doctors office. She seemed to hate her job and EVERYONE and enjoyed inflicting pain. I donate blood to the Red Cross sometimes, but they cannot get a vein in my left arm, even you see it right there. It rolls. After five tries last time, they switched to my right arm, that has scars due to injuries. Nonetheless one stick and they found it, at least. I haven't been back to donate again, however. Love the playing cats photo! Glad you got a cheaper TV rate!

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    1. Good for you for donating blood. That is a very important thing that does save lives. My husband and son donate regularly, but I haven't mustered up the courage to do it yet.

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