Maarch 29, 2012 Nasty Job But Someone's Got to Do It!

 I had my pre-op physical yesterday and in addition to blood work, I was asked for a urine sample.  That was going to be a problem for 2 reasons.  First, I had not had anything to drink since 9 p.m. the night before so I was pretty low in the urine department.

Second, there is one thing shy about me and it's my bladder.  I don't pee well in strange places, like cups.  I usually pee all over my hand which grosses me out and I have to scream which causes a disruption in the doctor's office.  It's not a good scene. 

I asked the lab tech person if I could please, pretty please, bring in my urine sample from home.  She agreed although she wasn't happy about it.  I should mention at this point that I'm going to a new doctor and this office has never had me give a urine sample in the office and, therefore, has never heard my "I Just Peed On My Hand" scream. 

Sooooooo, I took all the required tools  home (you know, it's way more than peeing in a cup, right?) and after looking at the brown paper bag, I thought it needed some cheering up.



I cheered that bag up, alright. 

And I cheered up the doctor's office when I delivered my urine. 

But, there was no joy on Lilac Lane when at 8:19 a.m., I screamed:

SHIT!  I JUST PEED ON MY HAND!