Doctor Appointment

I got all set up on our new insurance and was told that it is good to set up an appointment to get to know your doctor. So I did. 

When my Dr walked into the room the nurse took me to he said "Hi, my name is Dr. Wheeler. You are a Mormon, right?" I was a little taken aback and said "Yes - how did you know?" That's when I found out that he and his wife are in our ward and he recognized me from when Logan and me gave our talks. Anyway, he was a great doctor and really easy to talk to. 

He said around 25 years old it is good to have some tests done to check for things like diabetes and high cholesterol. He also wanted to know why my wrists hurt all the time so I had to get blood drawn for the FIRST time in me whole life! I'm sure I had it done when I was a baby, but up until now, I had never had it from my arm. 

So I went into the Laboratory in the Clinic and a really nice nurse took three vials and sent me on my way. It was fast and easy and didn't hurt at all! 

I got home and showed Logan how brave I was and that I felt fine! Here is me in the garage right after I got home (sorry you can see some blood). I was so proud of myself and went into the house to get some lunch.  

I got a glass of juice so I could decide what to eat and it hit me. My vision started to tunnel and it was like the volume on my ears was being turned down. I made it to the table and called for Logan saying "I think I'm going to pass out!"

He was out by me in a flash and got me to the couch and propped my feet up. I was not sure at this time if I was going to pass out or throw up. Logan got me anything he thought I would need including my Lovie Blankie to make me feel better! (I don't think you can tell but I have blue lips in the picture).

Logan stayed with me and then checked up on me every few minutes after that. I stayed on the couch for an hour and when I sat up, I felt faint again. So I sat there for another hour before getting up. I took off the cotton on my arm and below you can tell I am already getting a bruise.

The next day my bruise was even bigger an my arm hurt for about a week after that. 

Well, I'm still alive and at least I know that I don't do well when I have blood drawn - something to keep in mind next time. I am so grateful that I have the best husband ever to take care of me when things like this come up. He came to my aid so fast and knew just how to help. I don't know where I would be without him.

The other good news is that I am REALLY Healthy! All my tests came back good and I am also happy that I don't have Rheumatoid Arthritis - what they tested me for because of my bad wrists. The only downside is that my Dr has no clue why my wrists hurt like they do and there are no treatments at this point that would help.