Brerah

The Alien

I was talking to some students before Christmas and this one senior guy told me about a study that he had been involved in at the Vanderbilt Medical Center where he was used as a test case for blood pressure medication and they paid him $200. The only qualifications to be used in the test is that you are healthy. So, thinking to myself, I am healthy, and I can always use $200, I went and volunteered for the study. They nurse called me back a few weeks ago and asked if I was still interested, I said yes. So she had me come in to get a thorough physical to make sure that I was indeed healthy. I got a strange call the day after the physical from the nurse saying that I had an elevated enzyme count in my liver and that I would need to come back in and get my blood tested again.

A little scared, but feeling quite well (at least physically speaking) I returned to the office to give some blood. They then called me later in the afternoon and told me that i needed to get to the doctor. My original enzyme count was a 78 (normal is from 4-40) and my new count was 212. AHHHH! What the crap is wrong with me.

I saw an internal medicine doctor and after she examined me, she explained that she found nothing, but that she wanted to have an ultrasound done just to make sure. If you have never had warm jelly rubbed on your stomach, I would advise either A) getting pregnant or B)faking a liver disease. Guys, I hope that you're good at faking. It was quite an experience, but again, they found nothing wrong. So today I sit after having given more blood yesterday, waiting on a call from my doctor's office to see where my blood levels are. I am convinced that I have a small alien living in me that I can't see or feel, nor can the ultrasound. But as for the test results, we'll see what they have to say about things...

posted by corbs @ 1:22 PM