Today started in a rush and mad dash to get kids to school and me over to my pulmonary function test. I got there early and had my lucky number on my valet ticket..
Ah, 52,the number I always find. Addresses, time of the day, valet tickets.
I went to the wrong place and got to walk across the hospital. It was okay though, I was early!
So I got all checked in and the we waited.
I was so tired. Utterly knackered.
My name was called and we headed to this crazy room…
Glad I am not claustrophobic…
And they handed me some jewelry.
And the scuba gear to breathe into …
But disaster struck when she found out I had Pulmonary Embolisms, currently. So she storms out of the room and I’m left confused over what the problem could be.
Ultimately it was a non issue the clinic freaked out about and so they sent me on my way, no test. A test I need to get my surgery. No one understood why, the nurse for my doctor was very confused and I was confused but my doctor was in a procedure so after waiting an hour we called it a day and I left.
The fun thing was I left through a new exit and saw this cool sculpture.
Then it was an hour wait for my van and the doctor calling me later that night to tell me it was all a misunderstanding and we’d reschedule. Well, okay…
So, until next time for this test.