At least I nabbed one of the four metered spaces right in front of the hospital this morning. But the lab experience was as Kafkaesque as the last time. I had to fill out all kinds of paperwork that for some reason hadn't been necessary on Monday, and then there was some big argument about whether or not the tests could be ordered "stat".
Apparently, "stat" means there is some kind of emergency involved, and Toad Lady decided that a second beta doesn't constitute anything dire enough to be called an emergency. The blood was drawn at 9:10 am and as of 6:00 this evening (when my nurse called to say she was on her way home) it hadn't even been sent to the main facility. This is a main branch of Quest, right next to a big hospital. It seems crazy that they can't just run some bloodwork by the end of the day!
Toad Lady was slightly more efficient today, but she did call my name and then stand right in the middle of the doorway while having a conversation with the other person in the waiting room about how wearing ten-year-old shoes is perfectly fine as long as they were resoled as needed and the stitching was very high quality. The other person then took off her ugly perforated pink sandal so they could inspect the stitching together. It was decided that the shoe, being German-made, was a good candidate for the ten-year-plan. Yay! Congratulations on your ugly, worn-out shoe, lady!
The only consolation in all of this is that the FRER this morning was significantly darker than Monday's. That's not as scientific as actual doubling numbers, but I'll take what I can get.