Did it but was in a bit of a panic
Wednesday, September 30, 2020
Out-patient procedure on Monday so I had to get a covid test today. Lab was open 7:30-12:30 for testing. Set the calendar on my phone to leave the house at 7:20am days ago because I was going to get that done first thing and head to the village to have some work time when there was no chance anyone would be interrupting. Great plans.
Instead, the reminder when off and my hands started shaking and my heart rate went up. So I waited - for nearly an hour. Noodled around in email and spark for that time. Finally gathered up my stuff for the village and went to the hospital. Got screened at the door, registered, and sent to the lab with papers. Just as I was going to sit to wait, an acquaintance came out of the testing office. We chatted a bit. Same procedure, same day. He assured me that the nurse was really good and the covid test was a breeze.
The nurse agreed with him and also assured me that she was the best. After we were inside the testing office she told me where to sit and as she gloved up we were just chatting and I said "Please tell me why I am so scared." "Do you know anyone with covid?" "Yes, friend when into the hospital on Sunday." "Have you heard stories about the test?" "Yes. Early on a friend said it hurt and they felt bruised for a few days. Another friend said it was no big deal."
As she handed me a tissue, she said it really was no big deal but the physical reaction is always watering eyes. And weirdly, you have to keep your mouth open while it happens. She was good and fast. But the result takes 2-4 days (Friday-Sunday). And they only call if the test is positive. I would much rather have a yes or no call. But I guess if I make it through Sunday, sign in at the out-patient desk at 9am Monday morning and no one stops me, I am negative.