Life, why do you vex me so???

So this whole specialist thing has not gotten to quite the auspicious start I had hoped for. Not really anything bad, just slightly annoying. Although in the past few months I have already given enough blood and other assorted liquids to create a whole new human being, the specialist needs some more blood tests before my upcoming appointment in May. Okay…bleed me dry if need be, all I care about is knowing what's up. So, since I neither live nor work in the area that the specialist is in, I took some time off work to go to her office and pick up the paperwork request for my blood test. Figured I'd kill two birds with one stone and get my blood work done in the lab downstairs from her office. I even phoned the office ahead of time to ask them to check the request to see if the blood work I needed to get done required me to fast overnight before I went in. The answer was NO so I made the arrangement and went up there in the morning intending to pick up the form, get the blood work done and then start my work day. So I get to the office and a very nice woman at reception directed me to the lady beside her who had all the paperwork. After finishing her cruller (damn I miss donuts sometimes) she flipped through her file folder looking for my sheet…asking me three times to repeat my last name. When she finally got the form, she handed it to me and said "Okay, so you'll have to get this blood test done on Day 21 of your cycle or if it falls on a Sunday, the closest day after that the labs are open", ending it with a bright smile. And there I am on the other side of the counter dumbfounded. Day 21???? I'm currently on Day 4 of my cycle. Could you possibly have told me this on any of the occasions which I spoke to you on the phone (all four of them)?? A quick "no you don't need to fast but you do need to complete it on Day 21 of your cycle" would have been great! So instead I took part of a day off, woke up extra early so I wouldn't miss too much work, went to a completely different side of town than I needed to be in (which the DH could have easily gone by in his travels and picked up the form for me) all so I could be informed that I couldn't even take the blood test that day. SERENITY NOW! As stress is not good for those trying to conceive, I smiled politely, thanked her and walked out of the office, sweetly imagining all the nasty things that I hoped happened to her for the rest of the day. The visuals I came up with were almost worth it! If this is the biggest bump in the road, heck I'll take it. But I suspect not. Guess we'll see. Definitely hope her employer is a little more with it otherwise I am screwed!