Well I tried to get stress tested today, at the very least I do feel
very stressed.
Got there 45 minutes before my stress test like I was told to get blood work done, but the blood work lady apparently doesn't show up until noon on Wednesdays. Waited for the stress test, got called back and they put a line in my arm and injected me with something radioactive. Got to wait for some more until they called me back to strap me to a chair and take some heart pictures, then I got to wait some more.
Then I fell asleep.
When I woke up it was overhearing two nurses talking about how the doc got called to the hospital and what time should they tell the patients she'll be back to try and get them to stay and wait. I admit I was in a rather foul state by then, no caffeine has that affect on my apparently, and I had decided that enough fun was enough fun for one day and it was time to go. Gave my paperwork to the nice ladies at the front and left to a bunch of people saying stuff like, "Is he leaving?" and "OMG, he's gonna take the line out himself!". Before I'd gone too far the nice nurse who put my line in was walking next to me taking my line out. I went to the nice blood draw lady and she tried very hard to draw blood from me, but I wouldn't bleed! ME!
She said I was dehydrated and should have drank lots of water before I came in, I pointed out that I DID drink lots of water before I came in 4 hours ago but hadn't had much opportunity since. She recommended I come early in the morning and directly to her for the blood work, I thanked her somehow without a hint of sarcasm and left.
On the brightside, my new car is a VERY good car to drive angrily in. Rear-wheel drive, horsepower, and anger make for a powerful combination! I got home very fast.