I Vant To Suck Your Blood

In the Halloween spirit I had 5 or 6 viles of blood sucked out of my body yesterday morning. It was like a vampire attacked me. This is of course after I went to the hospital my doctor told me to go to, to get the blood taken prior to the surgery, and they then sent me elsewhere. Already missing a good night's sleep and the first hour of work, I drove to Fort Lauderdale only to be sent back to Pompano. UUUGGGHH. Apparently my insurance would only cover the blood work if I did it at a Quest Diagnostics, so, that is where I had to go. Oh there was one not too far from the hospital but I did not realize that until I was on my way to the one in Pompano. If you don't know South Florida I drove south to the hospital to go back north to Pompano and still had to go southwest to work. Lucky for me, Quest was not busy and I was able to get in rather quickly. Unlucky for me, the woman who drew my blood was like a scary Halloween costume with a deep, scary voice to match. I am going to just leave it at that.
Today I saw a call come in from a number I didn't know. I instantly thought, "OMG something is wrong with my blood work." With trepidation I checked my voice mail; it was the hospital calling but just to review pre-op logistics. Phew. I don't want to admit it and say it out loud, but in all honesty, I keep thinking horrible things. I am scared to death that they will find the big "C" or I won't wake up from the anaesthesia. BAD thoughts, BAD. It's kinda like when I went running this morning and was petrified there was a rapist in my house when I got back. So many bad and unknown things have happened lately that my brain is creating worst case scenarios. I want to only think positive and put light and good energy out there. I want to have faith in my faith...and I do for the most part, I just am having moments of weakness the past 24 hours. Maybe I am just lightheaded from all the blood sucking.