Being a pin cushion

I got to go to my neurologist past week. She's concerned that I'm using a lot of pain pills, as am I. I mentioned that over the last couple months it seems my headaches have gotten a lot worse with the bronchitis, and it doesn't feel like my daily medications are helping much anymore. After some more discussions she decided that it might be prudent for me to get tested for a gluten intolerance and then for celiac disease, if I had a family history of Celiac's disease. Which, unfortunately, I do. My mother's father's brother was diagnosed with it about five years ago.
Sasha gave me a prescription to go to the lab that's on the first floor of her building to get the blood drawn to test for the gluten intolerance and then if that comes back positive, they'll test for celiac disease. As there is no point to test for celiac disease unless there is a gluten intolerance.
So, being a good girl that I am, on go downstairs immediately to get the blood drawn. The vampire/lab tech stuck me with three needles and got absolutely no blood whatsoever. Not even a drop of blood was on the cotton ball used to cover the puncture point when she pulled the needle out! No big deal, I needed to go see my GP anyway to have him listen to my chest to see how my bronchitis was progressing, so I'd just have his nurses do the draw of blood when I saw him the next day. I was so happy when they got blood out of me! I am a notoriously hard person to get blood out of, because I have small veins and they tend to roll around.
The next day, which happened to be a Friday, I got a call from my neurologist office. It turns out the nurses at my GPs office put the blood into the wrong specimen vial and the blood was not viable for this test. I almost burst into tears at this point. I would have to go back and get more needles stuck in the me!
Tuesday was the next available day I was able to get to the lab again. Misty I made sure I trying plenty of liquids before going to the lab to make sure I was well hydrated. But, yet again, she stuck me three times and absolutely nothing came out. After I got home I called mineralogist office again and told them what happened and asked if there was some place else I could go to try to see if they could get blood out of me. They told me just to go down to one of the hospitals downtown to their outpatient lab and hand them the prescription. There they should be able to stick me and get blood and put it into the correct vials.
I was able to go the next day which was Wednesday. Again, I made sure I was well hydrated to make it easier to get a vein. The vampire/lab tech there got the three vials she needed to fill and was able to stick me to get blood! I was so relieved when I stop applied starting to fill the vial, let me tell you! The first biofilms just fine the second file was almost full when the blood started to slow down. She had to massage the same to get the rest of the second vial filled. The third vial, even with her massaging the vein, she was only able to fill about halfway. So what she did was she told me to wait in the waiting room and she ran to the lab to double check with them to make sure there was enough blood in the third vial before I left. And thankfully there was enough!
But, in about a weeks time I got stuck eight times! I hate needles.

I am half hoping that this comes back positive for the gluten intolerance. Because if it is that that could solve a lot more than just my migraines. But the other half of me is hoping that it's not that because going gluten-free is very challenging.

I was told it would take about a week to get the results back and since the blood was finally taken this past Wednesday, we should get the results back hopefully this coming Tuesday, which just happens to be The Monkey's birthday I believe. (since I gave the blood at the place where they do the tests, it doesn't need to be transported to the lab, which means it should take a day less)

I hate being sick.

In September, my neurologist put me on prednisone to help with some rebound migraines I was having. Because of that and possibly service on the air conditioning unit in our apartment, I got bronchitis which lasted through the rest of September, all of October and part of November.

In December and January, I was coughing some but not very much and the mild winter also helped. But the last week of January I ended up coming down with bronchitis again! Now we are about halfway through March and I still have bronchitis. Last week I had an allergic reaction to the sulfa antibiotic my doctor put me on to make sure it wouldn't become pneumonia (I believe that was my fifth round of antibiotics. But since I had been going into the doctor almost weekly and having a fever they wanted to make sure it wasn't a bacterial infection). That reaction started last Thursday afternoon.
It's been seven days since I had the reaction and I still feel like I have poison ivy over most of my body. As well as my hands are too swollen to wear my wedding ring. I am on yet another taper dose of prednisone. If I remember correctly, this is my fourth since that one I started in September. I am also on two different inhalers to help clear up my chest, too.

After this chest cold from hell clears up, my doctor and my husband want me to get tested for adult onset asthma to make sure that my lung functions are okay after suffering this on and off for the last six months.

On top of having trouble breathing the past couple days I've had some world doozies of the migraine that just won't go away. And the kids aren't helping much I screeching and fighting and doing whatever they can to annoy me and make this migraine even worse.

Side note I used the speech to text function on my phone to write this entry. So if there are any homonyms or other little grammatical errors it's because Siri didn't correctly translate my words into text. But Siri usually does a fairly good job with this kind of thing.