So I went in for those tests today. The blood test was a piece of cake. I've never been overly worried about needles and my veins run very close to the surface so it takes no effort at all to find a suitable one.

Then came the bit where I had to have an ECG, because there's a history of heart disease in my family and the doc just wants to be doubly sure that things are okay in that area. I thought it would be a case of slipping a couple of sensor thingies under my top and sitting still while the pathologist guy ran the test.

I was very, very wrong.

I had to take all my upper garments off, including my bra, and lay there FULLY EXPOSED while he wired me up like an electronics project.

I HAD TO SHOW MY BOOBS TO A TOTAL STRANGER, PEOPLE!!! ON A SATURDAY MORNING BEFORE I'D EVEN HAD ANY COFFEE!!!!!!

Fortunately pathologist guy was very professional and he's probably seen just as many boobs in his line of work as a bouncer at the Playboy Mansion. But still, not the most pleasant way to start the weekend. I just hope the test doesn't find anything irregular and I never ever have to do it again!