Argh.

I woke up at 6:30 am to drink a barium shake, and went to my 8:30 ct scan appointment. Unfortunately, they were unable to find a vein for the IV. I'm 41 years old and I've never been in a situation where I had to yell, cry, and scream "please" to get someone to STOP hurting me. I have a high threshold for pain and probably too much pride, but that was unbearable. I was undone.

Now I'm at work. They rescheduled me for another day, but I'm not so sure that I'm going back. (Okay. I know I"ll go back. But it's nice to dream.)