Monday, September 19, 2011

Is this a sick joke?

I left work at 8:20 this morning thinking this would be no problem to get Dr. Neal to order the TPMT level test, run upstairs to have the blood drawn and rush back to work. Oh me and my good intentions...when will I learn- I'm just glad I can still be blindly optimistic! Ha! As you can guess it was one silly road block after another. Sometimes I really feel like I'm in the middle of some kind of practical joke. First the nurse shewed me away after my detailed explanation like I was there to stalk or harrass Dr. Neal. She told me they'd get back to me in at least 48 hours....ummm NO! I went to the car, gathered my thoughts in the pouring rain and developed my plan of re-entry. Long story short, after three tries and 2 hours, I finially got the orders. Geez! I trotted upstairs to the lab (which has always been empty) ~ not today ~ no not today. One & a half hours later I was called back, passed my orders over, prepped for the draw, and halted by the tech short of a needle stick. Believe it or not, blood cannot be drawn for this test until after 3:00 p.m. - yes, that's right, not until after 3:00 p.m. By this time it was near lunchtime...not near 3:00 p.m. My blood was apparently not ripe...not ready for the draw. Lucky for me, this lab was closing at 3:00 today and it would be too risky to draw it at 2:45. I would have to go to another office between 3 and 4 today to finish this process. OMG

Well, the blood was drawn at exactly 3:43 p.m. at the alternate lab. My only hope now is that the correct test was ordered and my odd sleeping habits didn't effect whatever magical is supposed to happen to a person's blood at 3:00 p.m. daily. We shall see in 5-7 days...