Caution, bodily fluid ahead

Ryan and I are getting some additional life insurance, so that always requires the little mini-physical of a blood and urine test. I don’t know what they are looking for, but you gotta do it, right? So, anyway, we had an appointment for someone to come Saturday morning at 9:00. I was a little worried about some ametuer drawing my blood, as I’m not known for being an “easy stick.” In fact, I’ve had many bad experiences with people trying to get some blood, and it taking all day and all the nurses to do it. Ryan, on the other hand, donates blood about once a month and they have no trouble finding his veins at all. So, the guy actually came a bit early, and started with Ryan. He took his blood and said that I could go and do my urine sample. Having already done my business for the morning (I couldn’t possibly wait until 9 to pee, now could I?), I had gulped about 4 glasses of water so I would be able to give a sample. Unfortunately, my bladder would not cooperate. I went in there and sat and sat and tried and tried, feeling embarrassed that I had been in there so long, and finally came out and said I’d have to try again in a few minutes. Meanwhile, he’s ready to take my blood. After poking around for a few minutes, putting a blood pressure cuff on me and finally finding a decent vein, he was able to get my blood on the first stick. Very impressive! So, it’s back to the bathroom to give my sample. Minutes go by. I’m trying so hard I’m afraid I’m giving myself an annurism. I finally admit defeat, with only a few little drops in my cup. I just can’t pee under pressure! The guy was very nice about it and said this happens all the time, gave us his cell phone number and said he’d come back and get it later. Wouldn’t you know it, not 15 minutes after he leaves–there I go into the bathroom! And I felt sick and nauseated from all the water and no food. Ugh!