I make my way inside, check in, and have a seat on the right side of the room and am waiting my turn to get a blood draw. Soon enough an Indian woman comes out, scans my labels, and gave a good effort at calling my name. "Ca-ran-na Ree-ad?" I stand up and make my way over towards her. She greets me and brings me back to her station. I sit down. She looks at the computer and says, "you're Indian huh?" Let's keep in mind that she had a great accent and a huge golden smile. I looked at her confused and explained that my father is from Morocco and my name is not from there at all. She looked at me, just smiled and said, "you have a nose ring and look, ohm on your wrist, you're Indian." I just sort of turned my head a little, smiled and said, "no, but I would love to go!" She seemed confused, but continued to do her job and draw my labs. Before I knew it I was back in the car waiting for my next appointment that in an hour. I turn on the music, start texting my friends, and sure enough I get a call from the Mayo clinic explaining how they need more blood. So I made my way inside, checked in and found myself yet again on the right side of the room. 5 minutes later a petite asian woman calls my name, "Ca-enna We-ad", I stand up and walk over her way. We are in there blood draw booth and she is just smiling at me. She tires to draw my blood 2 times and can't seem to get anything. Before I know it I have my Indian friend walking by saying, "ohh, you'red bock!!" I just smiled. She gave it her best shot and 3 sticks later she filled 4 tubes of blood and I was on my way. Back to the car I went. **time lapse** I'm not upstairs waiting for a Urology procedure and appointment. I check in and wait on the left side of the room. A lady comes out, calls my name, gets my weight and height and to the exam room we go. Dr. G comes in, she is a younger FEMALE, yes I said FEMALE urologist. We sit down, discuss my history and she decides we need to do a series of tests, check out my tumor, and then we will can go from there. I was happy we came up with a plan, but confused because I never had my "urologic procedure". As I walk out of the office a nurse walks up to me introduces herself and explains that she's here to cath me. Well, you see, the doctor and I had just discussed that I could do it myself in the lab. The nurse was far to excited and said no, that she would just do it.
**If you'd like to know what happened please ask me, it's not blog appropriate** I will just say, it's by far one of the funniest and humiliating experiences I've ever experienced. Enough said.
Now it's about 11, I'm at the scheduling desk and miss Terry is chewing my ear off about how she used to live in Boulder, Co and how she used to run past deer and lots of fields, she worked as a dental assistant and hasn't been back to Co for several years. About 30 minutes later I'm trying to explain that I need to drive 20 minutes to the other campus for another appointment. Her final words to me are, Okay I have you scheduled out until the 15th, and then we will meet again after. HUUUUHHH???? I turned around in shock, put those words away and headed to Scottsdale.
The Range Rover got me safely to the Clinic and I checked in for my X-ray. Checked in on the left, sat on the right, and 5 minutes later I was changing into the biggest scrubs known to man kind. I traipsed out of changing area and sat in the chairs. A lovely young woman came up to me and brought me to 2 different rooms to do my X-rays and as she sends me on my way she looks at my itinerary and says, wow, you got a bad scheduler. You came all the way out here for these x-rays and now you have to go back to Phoenix for another doctor appointment. She seemed confused because they could have easily done them at the hospital. I just laughed and said, oh well, back to Phoenix we go. I arrive a little early. My next appointment is a GYN appointment. SO with that said, I will spare you the deets and leave the rest of your imagination. The only think I will say is this. Who knew Mayo gave HD video paps and ships the tapes back to Spain to teach the upcoming GYN doctors. Enough said. If you have questions, I'm up to answer any questions. That doctor ordered lots of tests and sent me to the lab. That makes 3 trips to the lab today and a total of 7 sticks for 15 tubes of blood.
With all that said, that completed day 2 at good ol' Mayo and I was off to the Pharmacy to fill my scripts. I got to experience Arizona traffic which was miserable. About and hour later I was home at last. Now with the Arizona rents gone, there was this woman and her family taking care of the dogs. She is this happy go lucky woman who has tons of energy. I met her and her family, sat at the table and tried to get to know her a bit. We talked about Colorado, Eileen and what she is going with her life.
About an hour later, I was emotionally and physically exhausted and decided to head to bed.
That lump isn't gauze...
TOO BIG!
Saturday Sept. 29th
I woke up and realized it's about 6am and I cannot be up at this hour. At this point all I can think about it Hillary and how she's getting MARRIED TODAY and I'm missing being in the wedding and watching this beautiful day we'd been preparing for. I'm super crushed it's bitter sweet and I just want to sleep. So I tossed and turned and finally fell back asleep at 9 and was woken up by this soft voice. "Karena, Karena, are you okay?" I woke up, realized it was 12 and first thing out of my mouth asked if it was sunny out. I had clearly forgotten where I was and let the black out curtains fool me. The dog sitter replied rather confused and said, "yes, yes it's always sunny here." Now that I feel stupid, I decided to lay back down and go back to sleep. About 5 o'clock, I remembered to needed to go get my scripts. I set out on that short lived adventure and returned home safe in one piece.
It's a Saturday night and I'm thinking it's time to spice things up a bit. I grab a naked juice and pour a little champagne in it and create the new Arizona drink of the month. I decide to come out of my hut go down stairs be a bit social, so I take my computer and plant myself on the couch in the living room and decide to video chat Maggie. The next thing I know the pet sitter and I are talking about "t" training, self confidence, God, and money. At this point I'm thinking, why not talk about politics, religion and foreign policy? The more talking she does, the more I'm starting to realize that she may be buzzed or drunk and she's trying to tell me her products. An hour later I'm not really feeling it anymore and decide it's time to turn in.
The most fabulous thing about my Saturday night was talking to Maggie and realizing that I was going to have the best stories for Arizona momma, and that is in fact is exactly what happened.
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