It is mornings like this morning that reallllllllllly make me hate having to drive so far to my RE.
I had to go in this morning for my yearly bloodwork for Metformin...read: fasting labs. Had to drive an hour up to the clinic for a 2 minute blood draw, after getting up at the butt crack of dawn. Why, oh why can't there be a RE in my town? My beauty sleep would be forever grateful.
The only good thing about it, though, is that I had breakfast at Chick-fil-a! Driving 45 minutes back to your office after having 5 vials of blood drawn after not having anything to eat or drink for almost 12 hours is only a disaster waiting to happen. Luckily there is a Chick-fil-a right near my clinic. Mmmmmm chicken biscuit.