Medical Appts: Bad things come in 3’s

Hi guys. I might pass out while writing this post because I just went through an extensive series of medical mumbo-jumbo. In order to stay in Canada with my man, one of the 40 billion requirements is a medical examination. So, today was the day to get that out of the way.

10:00 am: Arrive at doctor’s office. Fill out paperwork that far surpasses any and all college applications, home ownership and anything else you can think of. Combined.

10:30 am: My name gets called. I look like this:

I’ll give you a snippet of the beginning of the appointment:

Doctor: “Hello, what country are you from?”

Me: “The U.S.”

Doctor: “Do you smoke?”

Me: “No”

Doctor: “Take off your top”

……and then he stamped a few things and I was on my way. That cost $140. If I’m not mistaken, I’m pretty sure I could make $140 taking my top off at a lot of other places. But that’s neither here nor there.

11:00am: Arrive at location #2; Radiology. Apparently they also need X-rays of my chest. (Guess Canada’s a boob guy)

11:01 am: I was called in. Seriously, point for Canada and like no wait times in a doctor’s office. Bravo, you guys.

And here’s how that went:

Tech: “Take your top off (again?) and put these on your nipples.

Me: “Uhhhhhh, whaaaat??!!”

(These are what she was referring to):

To avoid any pervi-ness, I must alert you that that is not my chest- it is my wrist. Annnnnd that was another awkward appointment. (Also, $50)

I got a minor break in between appt 2 and 3 so I jetted home for some veggies

And I did a ton of upper body work. I think it was my way of psyching up for what was about to come next. BLOOD.

1 pm: Blood and urine test. I was nervous. I hate needles. This was Tyler’s way of “comforting” me:

Yes, I am pretty tough. And I did work out the day after breaking my foot. But blood and needles? No way Jose.

So, the nursey lady drained my blood, vampire that she was.

Then she gave me the infamous plastic cup and sent me to the washroom. I finished my bizzznazzzz and noticed something was wrong. And here’s how that went:

Me: “Uh, nurse, there’s no label on this cup. I just want to make sure you guys know it’s my pee”

Nurse: (Glancing towards obsiously ‘head’ nurse) “Whaaa? No! Let me see!” (She runs into the bathroom, pulls the cup from that special little cubby and brings it out into the hall. She holds it up for all to see that I ate beets last night.) “Ahhhh no label! I’ll make one now!”

Me: “Please don’t show everyone my pee. Just make sure it’s labeled. I don’t want to have to come back”

Nurse: “No problem. All done. You can leave now.”

Seriously, people. I have been traumatized. At least that last place didn’t want me to take my top off.

Source

And with that, I am off to enjoy the rest of this otherwise dismal day!

Walking the River and failed cornbread. Sigh.

Yesterday was just your average Hump Day. (I already recapped for you my workout in the last post)

Breakfast was another smoothie bowl (cranberries, bananas, chocolate protein powder and almond milk)

I went back to the library to return my last read, and ended up browsing for a few minutes. I left with three more books. I’m starting with this one:

I am already about 1/3 through and it’s pretty good. The story is about a girl traveling to Burma to find her father that disappeared 4 years earlier.

I ran a few errands in the morning…some of them are top secret, but ONE I will share with you. I brought a bunch of bottles to the bottle return center and I made a whopping $3.30. That can get me about a quart of gas here. Moving on…..

Lunch was another pile of veggies

Layla and I went down to the river and walked around for about an hour or so. The rain has been on and off for the last week, but I really wanted to get her some fresh air. Girlfran got her groove on in that icy water.

We had gone to Bowmont Park where there are some really great trails, off leash areas, and water access. Layla and I even came across some spots that had grassy areas and picnic benches. Noted for better-weather walks!

I have to keep the dang dog on her leash because she would run into the water and never come out. Or she’d run into the woods. Or somewhere -anywhere- that I couldn’t her back. All the other dogs on just about every walk we take are off leash. You’d think she’d get the hint that maybe she should be a little bit more obedient (Insert giant HA! from me)

While we walked, I Skyped with both my parents to just chit chat and show them some of the area we were walking through. Then, this happened:

Yeah, yeah, sure the picture makes that appear much more peaceful than it really was. All of a sudden that thing came out of nowhere. And it was LOUD. So, I started running with Layla away from the train (Still Skyping, mind you). The camera was shaky and I was screaming and the dog was pulling on the leash and darting around every tree. Then the train was gone. Silent. Like it was never there. You’re welcome Mom and Dad for the 2 minute short-action film.

On the way home, I stopped at the store to pick up some dins and I walked out with these puppies:

Dinner turned out pretty OK as well.

Pork tenderloin, applesauce, roasted beets and cornbread.

Unfortunately, the cornbread turned out to be too salty (I think I may have accidently put 1 tbsp of baking soda instead of 1 tsp. whoops) So that was completely inedible. Bummer) Otherwise, it was a pretty satisfying meal. I had rubbed the tenderloin in basil, s&p, cooked on a skillet for about 1 min each side, then roasted at 350 degrees for 25 minutes. Perfection, if I do say so myself.

Quick notes: Survivor was good. I hate Kim with a firey passion, and Revenge was PVR’d (that’s what Canadians call DVR. pff).

This morning’s workout was 45 minutes of at-home kickboxing, followed by 15 minutes of upper body strength (as if kickboxing isn’t an upper body workout. HA!)

I am off to a medical exam (for immigration. EW I want to barf. I hate doctors) then a blood test (again for immigration. Again EW and AGAIN I want to barf.) I know for a fact that I will pass out when they try to stick me with a needle. I am getting nervous just typing this. Insert Heebie Jeebies NOW. ahglishdslkajsflkhdgs WISH ME LUCK!