Guess where I am? Or was?
If you guessed, Doctor. You are rightie-o! I won’t admit how long it’s been since I’ve had the “check up” of all check ups. Don’t think I didn’t want to be on top of my wellness visits, because I really did. Since 2008, my family has managed to LIVE without health insurance.
It sucked. But, we lived.
I’m so thankful for my hubby’s job and the company/family who employs him. They go beyond the basics to take care of their employees and their families. Insurance, is just a bonus. Yahoo!
The doctor decided to do some “extra” testing on me this week and had me come back in for an ultrasound. As I was leaving her office, the clerk reminded me to be there by blah blah and to make sure I had a full bladder. Eeeek! Okay, I can do that. I’m old, it’s always full.
I wanted to be obedient, so….I refused to potty at all after lunch yesterday for my 4:15 appointment. Who wants to have do it again, right? I even kicked things up a notch because….you know? I’m awesome like that.
By the time I made it to the doctor’s office at 4:00 (because I was praying for a little early window into being taken in asap) I was in full bladder pain. I mean, I was dying to go potty. Tick tock, tick tock….the clock kept clicking away and there I sat, dying. Finally, at 4:30!!!! The door opened and she called my name. I briskly rushed passed her and confessed how much pain I was in and that I’d been holding it all afternoon. She said, “Uht-O!” and I said back, “What?”.
She said, “You didn’t have to do that! You need an EMPTY BLADDER!”
That wasn’t her last bit of bad news either, she had more. My ultrasound was NOT the kind I thought it would be. It would be slightly more invasive and that’s when I pushed her into the lady stirrups and ran!
Just kidding. I’m not a complete monster!
Are you taking care of yourself? Don’t wait for something to sneak up on you. Your family needs you around. I want to see as many Mother’s days as I possibly can, don’t you?
