Step

Yesterday DP finally made to call to his new doctor's practice to ask for a blood test form. But the assistant insisted he spoke to a doctor first. O well, at least the doctor understood our story straight away and we could pick up the form this morning. DP wanted to go to the lab straight away, just to have it over and done with so we did that. (DP had asked poor HB to cover for him in a meeting at work)
It was my turn first, but very soon I heard him say 'Thank you' and he popped up, looking like his pink normal self. A quick drink of water and he wanted to get some fresh air. Back at the bike he was pale, but determined to keep going, and going strong.
So so proud of him for not letting his fear stop him!
maybe the tips and tricks from the vaccination guy for our Jordan trip (18m ago) have helped pave the way.

My phlebotomist looked quite concerned at all the boxes ticked and wondered if I had an appointment with my doctor to get the results? Should be ready in a week... I'm not concerned about the outcome, just concerned to get the results on paper rather than over the phone.
Only on the way back to work DP understood we would only get the results just in time for Spain...

Oh, just before we reached work we had a flat tire.
DP said it was very considerate of the tire to get punctured on the day we got punctured too. ;-)

I guess the stress will stay for a while, HB noticed already but said it would probably not show for outsiders. As long as we're taking steps in the right direction we'll deal with it.