life, life, life.
So here's the "big" news. No, I'm not pregnant, thank god. But I have been having some lady problems in the past couple months that just won't seem to go away. The doctor even said she doesn't know why it keeps happening, so now I have to go get some blood work done. So after about 3 yeast infections, maybe a bladder infection, another yeast infection and a million prescriptions later, I have to go get an HIV test and a blood glucose test, AKA, to see if I have diabetes.
It broke my heart when the doctor told me I had to take that test. Diabetes runs in my family, on my Dad's side. about 3 out of the 6 of them have it. So I'm not too optimistic. I have to fast for 6 hours before I go get the tests done, it's a two hour test, and they're going to draw blood from my little arm more times in two hours than in my whole life. I've only had blood drawn once when I had kidney stones... and I was halfway sedates so I didn't feel a thing. It might have also been because it felt like my insides were exploding so I was just focusing on not hurting and not puking.
I'm going to take the test(s) Tuesday morning. Bring and early at 8AM. When I told Matt, he offered to come with me and hold my hand. That means the world to me. Some of you might be saying "well, yeah, he should go with you. It's his duty." Well, I agree 100%, but to have him say it to me, the way he did, and for him to want to go, just reminds me of how much he cares about me.
He is my boulder. I would say rock, but he is so much bigger than me. To have him there to just be my support makes me feel a little better about it. I'm so happy I didn't have to ask him to come and that he just volunteered. I am terrified. It's like every time I even think about it it makes me cry. This is going to determine my life, there's no going back now and it scares me. I called my dad just to give him a heads up and he just sounded so... sorry. He has it so I know I'll have someone to talk to if I ever need to.
Lets just hope for the best. The doctor told me if both the HIV and Diabetes tests come back negative, I'll know I just have bad luck and sensitive skin.
Oh, P.S. I know for a fact I don't have HIV so don't think I'm dirty or anything. You can't just create HIV. Haha.
It broke my heart when the doctor told me I had to take that test. Diabetes runs in my family, on my Dad's side. about 3 out of the 6 of them have it. So I'm not too optimistic. I have to fast for 6 hours before I go get the tests done, it's a two hour test, and they're going to draw blood from my little arm more times in two hours than in my whole life. I've only had blood drawn once when I had kidney stones... and I was halfway sedates so I didn't feel a thing. It might have also been because it felt like my insides were exploding so I was just focusing on not hurting and not puking.
I'm going to take the test(s) Tuesday morning. Bring and early at 8AM. When I told Matt, he offered to come with me and hold my hand. That means the world to me. Some of you might be saying "well, yeah, he should go with you. It's his duty." Well, I agree 100%, but to have him say it to me, the way he did, and for him to want to go, just reminds me of how much he cares about me.
He is my boulder. I would say rock, but he is so much bigger than me. To have him there to just be my support makes me feel a little better about it. I'm so happy I didn't have to ask him to come and that he just volunteered. I am terrified. It's like every time I even think about it it makes me cry. This is going to determine my life, there's no going back now and it scares me. I called my dad just to give him a heads up and he just sounded so... sorry. He has it so I know I'll have someone to talk to if I ever need to.
Lets just hope for the best. The doctor told me if both the HIV and Diabetes tests come back negative, I'll know I just have bad luck and sensitive skin.
Oh, P.S. I know for a fact I don't have HIV so don't think I'm dirty or anything. You can't just create HIV. Haha.