Waiting Rooms, Needles, and Pulp Fiction

You’d think that I’d be used to needles by now. Six years of giving blood, having bone marrow and the surrounding liquid taken out, and a pneumothorax (collapsed lung – in high school) is a lot of time to get used to something. However, I still can’t look at needles.

I went to get my blood drawn today. This will be the two month mark of my clinical trial (for a drug called Ponatinib – It doesn’t have a market name yet). I posted the results of my previous four tests in a blog I wrote last week, so it will be interesting to see if I’m still “shrinking” (kidding, of course). If my health is anyway related to the way I feel, then I must be doing well because I feel incredible. I’m running over three miles a day for at least five days a week, eating really healthy, and I have a ton more energy. In fact, I’ve lost eight pounds in a month. I desperately want this medicine to work for me. According to the statistics, there’s about a 60% chance it will.

In the lab today, I posed the question (to myself): which is more awkward, an elevator ride or a waiting room? Clearly it’s an elevator ride, but what if you’re in a doctor’s office waiting room. There’s more time for speculation. There’s never any cell phone reception so you have nothing else to do but look around and wonder why everyone else is there, as if there’s some sort of hidden treasure in one of the rooms in the back. How dare someone else come to the doctor and get my treasure.

Back to the cell phone reception for a second. Today, I realized I have way too many apps on my phone that require the use of either a 3G network or a WiFi connection. That’s a problem when you’re scrambling through your phone, trying to find something to do so that you don’t end up grabbing the latest Parenthood magazine. Not that there’s anything wrong with Parenthood magazine. I’m just more like the Arnold Schwarzenegger in Kindergarten Cop type.

Sitting across from me at the Quest laboratory was a man with a cooler. What is the first thing you think about when you associate a cooler and the medical field? For me, it’s a heart. So I was wondering if he was carrying a heart in this cooler:

It would have been more intriguing if we were in an emergency room, but my imagination can run wild at times. Like the briefcase in Pulp Fiction, I guess we’ll never know.

As for my blood test, I’ll receive the latest results in a few days. All that matters, however, is today. And today, I feel wonderful.

  • Amy

    Justin, Bub’s had to get an iv at yesterday, installed in his vein.. he was not happy, I tried to get him to not look at it, but he couldn’t not look..but the small needle wasn’t so small when they have to feed a tube through it..!!!!   wasn’t very fun. But last night when he woke up in pain, they delivered meds through the iv… it took like 1 second to feel better, as opposed to 30 minutes in pill form. I think he was convinced its a good idea to have an iv!! Thanks for this wonderful blog, I love your humor, and I love the pulp fiction thing.  It is really surreal!  

    • http://theozunaverse.com/ Justin Ozuna

      Poor guy! We need to catch up. I had no idea. Looking at needles must run in the family. If given the option, I’ve always had them put me to sleep before they inserted an IV! He’s a lot braver than me.

  • Katie

    I HAVE to look at the needle. Then my hands get even more clammy, my heart races even faster, and my leg starts twitching with an urge to kick everyone in the surrounding area.

    By the way, you are getting TOO skinny, and making the rest of us look bad! :)

    • http://theozunaverse.com/ Justin Ozuna

      Haha WHY do you look at the needle?? A needle is like Medusa to me.

  • Becky12378

    YEA!   Good for you, Justin   (literally)!    

  • Bbkennel

    Needles!!!!!!!  I ask for the “baby” needle!  They say (only the ones that have to stick me two  or more times) that my veins are crooked.  Okay…let me take care of that right now.  Please get someone that knows what they are DOING!

    • http://theozunaverse.com/ Justin Ozuna

      I prefer the smaller butterfly needles myself, but they are more expensive and Quest only uses them for long draws. Since I only provide two tubes, it doesn’t take very long and isn’t that bad, so I don’t make a big deal of it. I think it’s more in my head anyway. I just turn away for a second, and never, ever look at the needle, even afterward. Haha.