Today I got to do something I never thought I would…a drug test (urinalysis). Apparently secretaries are known for their druggy ways (joking, don’t get your undies bunched) and the position I have applied for requires a test prior to beginning. Now, I have no problem being tested. Nothing to hide. It’s just odd to me that my years of service and clearance with the military doesn’t allow me the “benefit of doubt” to start while awaiting the results.
So, my fiasco of providing a sample made for another wonderful morning. When I was told I would need to do this test, my instructions were to show up to the medical clinic at 0900. I proceeded to head that way around 0850. Seeing as it is less than 2 minutes away I figured it would provide me plenty of time to find the right area in the clinic. Nope. Entering through the doors and looking at the map gave me my first inkling that I wasn’t in the right place. Making my way to the nearest area with a person behind the desk I asked for directions. What followed should not have shocked and frustrated me…the complete look of confusion, blank stare, and questioning eyes. “Uh, where? No, never heard of that place.” The 2 people behind the desk both had no clue but tried to help. They asked a few others passing through and eventually placed a call to another clinic area. Same response. Huh? What is it for? The minute I said blood or urine test a light clicked and I was immediately sent to the lab. That’s nice and all but typically these tests are handled separately than the typical laboratory tests.
Now a little irked and more than 5 minutes late I headed to the lab to find the line from hell and one person working behind the desk. Apparently there was a place to take a number but I didn’t see it. Some people were checked in and others weren’t. The receptionist came out to sort the chaos and I dared the question…”Am I in the right place?” “Oh no, honey. That’s done in another building. It’s next to the community center.” I huffed a quick sigh, smiled at the lady and said thanks before speed walking out.
Another 5 minutes up the road and I found my testing site. Let the fun begin. Once I checked in they made sure I wasn’t stashing any extras in my pockets and explained the process. The lady behind the desk got up to supervise but the guy in the room asked if I was sure I was ready. Since this was my first time I gave him the confused, huh look. He went on to explain that if I couldn’t fill to the line then they would have to start the process all over again. A little nervous that my cup of coffee and small glass of water wouldn’t be enough I opted to guzzle a few more glasses.
A few minutes later I was ready and the lady escorted me to the restroom. That’s when it hit me…I was gonna use the restroom with someone watching. Shy bladder and performance anxiety started to set in. I washed my hands in prep and then proceeded to the door. She then told me that I would take the cup, fill ‘er up, and then pass it back to her once I was done. No actual watching involved. *whew* However, the knowledge that someone was standing there waiting had me feeling a little pressured and even though I had to go, I couldn’t seem to go. It seemed like forever before I was able to accomplish the mission and pass the cup.
Now the waiting game. The test must be sent to the East Coast and results loaded to the system. Apparently that can take 4 weeks or so. *SIGH*
Once I got home I took out my frustrations with some exercise: 2 mile walk/run followed by P90X Cardio and some weight training. FYI…the cardio DVD is so much easier than the plyo. Since I hadn’t eaten my all morning and worked it out for 1 1/2 hours I figured a good snack was involved. A slice of my 5Cs Banana Bread with some P3 frosting. Yumm-O!
The 5 Cs come from the cinnamon, chocolate chips, and cream cheese. All yummy good stuff. Especially when you put it altogether.
I teased you with the recipe yesterday so here it is: 5Cs Banana Bread The P3 frosting will be for tomorrow. 😉
Moist and full of flavor. Can you see that nice brown crust? And those chocolate chip pieces slightly melted into the surrounding area…heaven. I think I’m hungry.
Have you had any adventures in peeing lately?