Getting ready for my CT scan this morning and like everything else in my life that I don’t especially want to do,  I drag my heals and leave home at the last possible second.  This is unusual for me because I prefer to be early.  I got there 10 minutes before my appointment rather than the suggested 15.  Got in there and told her about my last scan fiasco (see pin cushion).  She was careful but did say that my veins go like (insert hand signal for wavy, zig-zaggy) and took her time and got the line in just fine.  Said I should get them to come get her next time I need to do this.  LOL

The only issue today was that the bleeding didn’t stop as quickly when they pulled the line out and I didn’t notice it until I was getting dressed.  The scan reception area didn’t have any band-aids so that I could trade in the blood-soaked cotton.  Went down to the blood lab and they were backed up and busy.  Back to the scan area and they were able to grab one of the CT techs to fix me up.  I don’t like drama, seriously, but it sure seems as if I am not able to accomplish what should be “routine” situations without it going askew  to one degree or another.

I went into work after.  I do miss being there and always feel good when  I visit.  I also know I made the right decision about going on disability.  I was wiped out after and came home for a nap.