Sorry I’ve been a bad blogger lately. With the weather being crummy and the husband sick, I just haven’t had anything exciting to write about. So let’s talk about the time I passed out in the doctor’s office, okay?
It all starts with the chicken pox. I am one of those “lucky” people who have never had the awful pox. My mom tried to expose me to it when I was little, but it just didn’t take. Yay strong immune system!
So, when I was 12 or so I had the chicken pox vaccine. I don’t like needles. At all. So it was awful. But better than actually getting the actual chicken pox, right????
Cut to when I’m 18 and decide to work the summer before college at a hospital. (That’s a whole post in itself. Worst job ever.) Anyway, if you work at a hospital they check you out to make sure you’re, you know, healthy and all. Turns out I was NOT immune to chicken pox. The vaccine didn’t take. So, I had to get the vaccine again. Great.
Now, it’s almost been 10 years since I’ve had the vaccine. And I haven’t been tested again to see if it actually worked. So basically I live in fear of the chicken pox. My mom, being a nurse and all, suggested that I ask my doctor about it…since apparently if you get chicken pox while pregnant (I’m not!!!) it is really dangerous. So since I’m being responsible and thinking ahead about my future children I ask my doctor. And she says, “Good question! How about we draw your blood and find out!” Really, she said it just like that. All excited and all. So she calls in a nurse to draw my blood. Now, remember how I don’t like needles? I forgot to mention that last time my blood was drawn, 10 years ago, I also passed out. But I was young and scared and totally worked my self up about it. Not this time. I felt fine with it, not scared at all, and knew if I just didn’t look at the needle I would be fine. I joked with the nurse about my passing out history and she just laughed and said I would be fine.
And that’s the last thing I remember.
When I came to I was being held up by my doctor. My head was literally spinning. My first thought was, how on earth did I fall asleep at the doctor’s office?!! How embarrassing! So naturally I started to apologize for taking a nap in the exam room. I mean, who does that? But then they told me the truth….I didn’t fall asleep, I passed out. The nurse brought me some juice, which I swear was the best juice in the entire world. She told me I was talking to her and then I just slumped over in my chair and she had to call the doctor to help “revive” me! Ha! Oops.
Want to know the worst part? She didn’t even get the blood sample. Dang it!
So I’m now 2 for 2. And still don’t know if I’m immune to the stupid chicken pox or not! My doctor told me I could actually just ask to have the vaccine again and avoid all this blood sample drama, which is probably what I’ll end up doing.
Does anyone else have this problem, or is it just me???