When I last went to my doctor, he wanted to have me get a liver scan. Today was supposed to be the day. However, events conspired against this from happening as planned....
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The last time the doctor gave me a script for a liver scan, I was hesitant in doing so. There is a part of me that avoids doctors, and it took me a bit of time to get in the habit of letting a doctor monitor my health. As I've said before, part of the reason I don't like doctors' visits is that I know that I'm not in the best of shape, and I haven't been willing to make the sacrifices needed to get into better shape. (Round is still a shape, isn't it? 😀) It's so much harder to do so in my middle 60's than it was in my early 40's. But it can be done. I just haven't done so.
To prepare for this test is simple - just avoid ingesting any fluids or solids between midnight and the morning of the test. This is what I did. My alarms woke me up after 3-4 hours of sleep, and I was at the clinic by 9 am. Shortly after I arrived, the Ultrasound technician called me in and told me there was a problem with the script. I was not the only one that had this problem. Doctors are asking for a Fibre Scan, and the technician said that her group does not do this test. Nor do they have anyone in the larger group that does this. Something was wrong, and my doctor's office wasn't answering the phone. So I was sent on my way with a simple question on my mind - what did my doctor really want done, and where could I get this done? I figure that I'll let the doctor answer this question when I see him next week.
My morning was shot, as I had already gone out as Mario when it wasn't needed. But there was one saving grace. I could finally get some breakfast....
