Oh for the love of Pete…

who is Pete anyway?

After a day of:

– poopy cat paw prints across my bathroom floor (he doesn’t have a colon)

– MY poop blocking up the toilet (I apparently DO have a colon)

– Cleaning bathroom after above contamination

– Helpful Mom’s offering to help ‘clean’ my house

– Unhelpful son horrified that ‘clean’ might mean ‘throw out.’

I then manage to get CH to race out with me to the lab before it closes so we  can do the requested blood work.

We are faced with probably the densest front desk person ….ever.   Takes all the info on one form..looks up at me and then at CH and says …”Oh are YOU ________?”  Sigh.  Then she does the whole thing for me.

CH gets called in to give his blood…..Adam watches and cries.

They come out and I am still standing there.

I apparently have to make an appointment for my blood work.  But she doesn’t know when.  She has to call someone to find out.  Then she tells me to call for an appointment.  She looks a bit confused (more confused) when I ask to make the appointment right then and there as I am anxious about the results getting to the specialist in time.

So I have to go back there tomorrow….I HOPE this time it is ok.  She wasn’t sure if I was supposed to fast or not.  This does not bode well.

I need to get this done before Adam finishes school and get the car back for CH to use for a lunch meeting.  Heh.