Blood Fasting
I have a whole pile of blood work to have done this morning. And of course some I have to fast for 12 hours before I can have it done. I’m starving this morning. I don’t know if I’m really this hungry or whether it’s phantom hunger because I can’t eat. I can go from 7 pm until 7am with no problem, can’t I?
I’m always worried that my tests will tell something worse than what I already have wrong with me. I’ve been pretty good with my diet and even with the knee problem, I’ve been out and about. Of course Ribfest on Saturday may add a wee bit of protein and fat to the load, but the carbs were very low for the last few weeks. The doctor says she wants to check my kidney function. They seem to be OK with me. Water in water out! But I guess having an issue from teens is something they want to watch as I enter “THAT” stage of life.
Oh well, what I hate the most about fasting for blood work is the fact that when I get up I can’t even have my coffee. I crave coffee…I need coffee. I’ll make the pot and fill my thermal mug so that as soon as the blood is removed I will fill up on caffeine.
I feel good, it was a wonderfully restful weekend and work will be great this week. Right? Cross your fingers for me that I pass the test!
Thanks for listening. ;D Diane
