Normally, working or not, I get up at some time between 6.30 and 7.30. I am not a great sleeper, I consider sleep a waste of time and boring, but I must do it.
Now for several months I have kept coming across a piece of paper in the letter rack referring me to Melbourne Pathology for tests. The paper orders Lipids (fasting) with HDL Cholesterol, Glucose (fasting) and PSA. I know what that PSA test is! I am of a certain age.
I have kept putting the test off and off, because, well the problem is in the first sentence. The gap between me getting up and the testing place opening would mean me hovering at home for a period, unable to eat or drink coffee. I can cope with the not eating but no coffee????
Since I am working late this week, I stayed up until 2.30 last night and did not wake until 9.00. Perfect. I did not leave my bedroom. I did not see the kettle sitting there tempting me. I showered, dressed and went straight out.
It was a small and painless prick and I was only away from home for thirty minutes. Now I can face my doctor at last and find out if a couple of small tins of tuna a week, fish oil capsules daily and psyillum husks on my cereal have worked