Friday, February 29, 2008

Blood Test

Again, I'm not pregnant.

My period started on Sunday. Want to know what really bad cramps feel like? Read all about my Sunday cramps HERE.

On Tuesday I had my blood tested; I got the results the next day and was told my hormone levels are "within normal range". You'd think they could tell you how wide this range is and which END of the range I'm at, but whatever. I guess normal is as good as it gets. The results I got were for FSH (follicle stimulating hormone) which is released from the pituitary gland, and Estradiol (released from ovaries). I am still waiting to hear the results on the thyroid test.

As far as how I fare with needles, I think I'm fairly average. I am not scared of them and sometimes even enjoy watching OTHER people get poked by them, but I prefer not to watch them sticking ME. I do not like pain and watching it happening makes it too easy to exaggerate the sensations so I just look away.

As an adolescent I couldn't stand the thought of having blood drawn from my arm so I'd insist on finger pokes, which I now realize is THE MOST PAINFUL because of all the nerve endings. Part of why I shrunk from doing it the normal way is that I hated the thought of them digging around in my arm trying to find a vein, imagining my internal strings and tubes being wiggled around. Now I am fine with it as long as I don't have to look at it. That's a good thing, because I am a veinless wonder. The past two times I've had blood drawn they attempted it from my arm, but my veins eluded them so they had to draw from the back of my hand. I don't mind it, but the bruise afterwards makes me look like an old damaged lady. Gross.

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1 Comments:

Blogger Kris Madison said...

I'm the opposite - huge juicy veins that bulge with the tiniest of hand pumps. I missed my calling as a heroin addict, apparently.

February 29, 2008 3:37 PM  

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