Mood:  not sure

When you suffer from a caffeine headache at 8AM.

I had a physical planned for this morning. If we fight fires we have to have a physical every 3 years. My appointment was scheduled for 9:30 and according to my instructions, I couldn’t eat or drink anything prior. Which meant I couldn’t have my 2 cups of coffee this morning. I started out okay. I was a little tired and hungry but I was fine. I get into work and went into our staff meeting and the ranger across from me was eating and I just got very crabby. That is also when the headache started.

I got to the clinic and they set me up with my favorite nurse, Diane. She is from Africa (Liberia actually) and I just love to hear her talk and she has always been so nice to me. She asked me how I was doing and I told her not great because I couldn’t have my morning coffee. We both laughed at my addiction and I told her that I had plans to swing by Starbuck on my way back to work for a huge Café Mocha and a chocolate donut. . 

It came time for them to take blood. As most of you know I HATE needles. The nurse remembered my flu shot and laughed that she would make sure this time…I was lying down. She put the tourniquet on me WAY too tight. It brought tears to my eyes. She searched and searched for a vein but really couldn’t find one so she was just going to try to see if she could hit it. I told her she has two tries. She poked me twice and no luck. By this point I was crying. Not sobbing just tears running down my face. Mostly from the pain but also from the fear of the needle and the fact that this wasn’t going well. Diane finally called another nurse to stick me while Diane sat there and held my hand. We talked about Lennie and her daughter going off to dental school and before you know it, I was done. My arm is still a little soar so I am sure it will be bruised tomorrow. Thank God I only have to do that every three years.

They took me into an exam room where I waited for the doctor. Who I swear looks like Professor Umbridge. She was short with short curly hair and round figure. She looked like a toad. I am not being mean, I swear that is what she looked like. She was very nice though. When I finished with the doctor they took me in to get my chest X-ray. That is when Diane showed back up with a cafe mocha and a chocolate donut. How awesome is that? I think she felt a little guilty about the whole blood incident.

They said that everything looked good and my lung capacity was off the chart. I am a great breather. LOL I just have to wait for the blood work to come back and I will be all set to burn the forest down.

I still have a headache and my arm hurts like hell so the plan right now is to go home, change into my PJ’s, make a hot cup of tea and snuggle with Potter and Fenwick.

I have got to start thinking about Mom and Anne’s visit this weekend. So excited I am getting visitors. I just love having company especially since Lennie is gone and the house is so lonely. I am hoping that Justin will be able to come down in May for the big reptile show. We always have a good time. He will be leaving tomorrow for CA for two weeks. He is going to be touring around and then helping a friend on the red carpet for the Hollywood Make-up awards (I think that is the show) He said he will get to help escort celebs down the carpet. I told him if he sees Mr. Butler he is to get his autograph and a pic. As my best friend I don’t think that is too mush to ask. LOL