Once upon a time, yearly check ups were easy. We were in and out. And not literally in and out because even when you’re the first appointment and the doctor’s office, you’re still there for three hours for your ten minute visit. I’m being generous by saying ten.
It started with Layla. We go for her yearly check up. Oops, there’s a problem with her test results. She needs medication. And yeah, you’re going to have to take her to see another doctor and she’ll have to be on the meds for a while. What we didn’t mention she had to give a urine sample and now she won’t pee. Well you gotta take her to the lab those does our blood and urine sample work.
So you wake up early one Saturday morning and drive to the Valley to go to the lone lab facility that is open on Saturday. Then you proceed to spend an hour and a half there because she won’t pee. Even after being given tons of water. Sure, don’t pee now, but every time we’re ten minutes from the house or at some store with the nastiest bathroom known to mankind then you’ve got to pee like a banjee. We left the lab because it was closing and because she didn’t pee. Though they did let us keep the cup and maybe when she peed later, I could collect it, save it, and take it to a lab closer to my home. So I’m suppose to keep the container of pee? Yeah, why don’t I see that happening? I think we’ll have to try again next doctor’s visit.
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