Irony at its best

After a weekend of many trips to the bathroom, I finally get to Managua to do tests and I don't know if it was stage fright or God just wanted a laugh, but for some reason my systems turned off and would not let me fill that little cup!  I was thankful that the 20 minutes waiting for the bus in Boaco, 2 hours in the bus to Managua, and the 20 minute taxi ride to the office passed by smoothly without any emergencies (I pictured myself screaming "STOP!!!" and jumping off the bus and finding the nearest tree/bush/patch of grass), but then I got my paperwork, headed over to the hospital and realized that I was gonna have to take a test, but one that required a cup and a trip to the bathroom.  Unfortunately, I didn't have cup, nor the need to use the bathroom.  Hmmm.  Well, I saw a sign on the wall that said they offered sterilized cups for tests so I asked for a cup and then I got questioned on what kind of test I was doing.  I didn't know that they had different cups for different tests (I guess it's the size), but I didn't really care, just needed a cup. 

Anyway, I spent the next hour or so just hanging out in the lobby waiting for something to come along.  I drank some water, walked around, ate some snacks.  I should have stopped by McDonald's & picked up some french fries.  I'm sure those would have got things moving.  Well, I eventually was able to make the delivery and got back to the office and then to my nice hotel room.  The AC didn't work well, but the hot shower sure was nice.

This morning I got a nice breakfast and then headed over to the office where I was told all the test results were negative, so they couldn't tell me what my body was trying to tell me.  I did feel better though and I was eating normal food.  So, I'm back in Boaco now, but I'll be back in Managua on Friday to see a specialist who will hopefully have some insight into my issues.  Now I gotta study my medical terminology in Spanish to make sure I can explain everything correctly.