20180503 – Thursday – The doctor, again.

20180503 – Thursday – The doctor, again.

Well, I think I am jinxed! Today was my 2nd visit to the doctor. I think Gail stayed home for the morning to see that no disasters occurred for me and to be around if I needed her. Yes, well…

Everything went okay to begin with, I had to provide urine samples for the pathology and to fast overnight. Because it was supposed to be fasting blood test, I should NOT have taken my insulin before I went to my appointment. Well I did only take half of my usual amount. I got in my car, admiring my nice new blue canopy as I did so. I set the GPS to take me to the Morisset Medical centre and off I went.

Half way down the freeway I thought to myself, “I should be there already, why am I not.” I pulled off the road, and found that I had not keyed in the Morisset Medical centre, but the Morphettville Medical Centre which happens to be on Anzac Highway in Adelaide!!! Ok, reset the GPS, but what to? What medical centre was it?”

Eventually I went to my phone and found my entry in my contacts for  HVE CD ecclesia, and at last was heading in the right direction. But how long (you are all going to be telling me off here), how long do I have before my blood sugar level gets too low to be driving. But if I eat anything, then I won’t be able to have the blood test and I will have to go through this rotten process AGAIN on another day. 

My GPS didn’t seem to be taking me to the right place. So I stopped and entered details again. I finally got there, and finally got up into the lift and to the pathology, and told them my sugar levels were too low, and they rushed me through. When they finished I ate a banana and then went down to the corner shop and had a chicken and salad roll and a coffee. 

All was well again. I could feel my body returning to normal. And so it was at this stage, Anne Fergusson that I saw your humorous post, and thought, do I tell them, all you my facebook friends, or do I not?? So, well I did, and I am now prepared to take the consequences. A lot of you have said things to me like “you are brave” travelling all alone, and so in case any of you want to do the same, you need to be aware that it is fraught with danger and human error, and personality quirks, and female emotions, and on and on and on.  It is simply dangerous to be alive, particularly if you are an ENFP. It is ok if you are an ISTJ, because you behave differently to an ENFP. ENFPs are a dangerous and volatile breed (Kate, Meg, Jonah) and should never be trusted to behave as they should in any given situation.

So there you go. I will put up lots of photos to distract you from this post!