Hungry!

I hate this meme because it is too damn true for me.  

Today, Wednesday,  I had to have blood work done at LabCorp.

I had a 3pm appointment.

I ate an egg salad sandwich at 4pm on Tuesday.  I never ate anything else.

I made Rick dinner, and I just wasn't that hungry.  

I woke up starving, and I walked down the hall thinking of scrambled eggs.

Then I remembered I was told not to eat or drink coffee. 

Fasting for 12 hours was required.

I should have stuffed myself the night before. I wasn't thinking, darn it.

At 10am on Wednesday, I could eat my arm off.  So I kept looking at the clock. Dear Lord, I wanted some caffeine.  Rick made himself some waffles. I don't even care about waffles, but the smell was intoxicating when you haven't eaten in 15 hours and all you had the day before was an egg salad sandwich.   

Finally, I grabbed my purse and said, 'I'm going to see if they take walk-ins.'

I arrived to see a full waiting room.  I told the receptionist that I had a 3pm appointment, but was hoping, as a walk-in, I could get in sooner. 

She took my info and said, Okay, have a seat. Then she called me back up.

No record of my lab request.  I gave my ID etc. In the meantime, she told me to check in at the kiosk.  

The kiosk told me I couldn't check in.  So back to the counter.

She was really struggling to find me.  Aaah, it's under Peggy.  All medical insurance and all important papers are in my full legal name, Margaret. She asked for my birthdate and then asked if I was related to a Peggy H.  Why, yes, that is me.  So I had to explain that my doctor, whose name is also Margaret, prefers to call me Peggy, so I go with it. I'm called both.  Everyone seems to have a preference, and I don't care one way or the other now that I am an adult. (well, sort of) 

She found me and changed it for insurance reasons, so next time I'll have no issues.

Then I was told to take a seat.

There was 1 seat left. I sat down, and it's now 11:45a.  

I got there at 11am.  A woman came to the lobby and announced that they would be going to lunch at noon.  All appointments will be finished, and those who are walk-ins, if you were not called, please come back at 1pm.  

I just felt defeated, I don't wanna go home was what I was whining in my head. 

I want coffee, damn it!!!

Immediately after I whined to myself, I was called. Whew.

I came home and made a big ole cup of coffee. I then heated up 2 meatballs from the other day. I wolfed them down. Then I sat with my coffee, and all was good with the world. For a few minutes anyway.