I just arrived home from the doctors office, because i have been sick for the past few weeks. I have no idea what the blood test was for, but i nearly died. Needles creep me out BIG time. After putting the tight rubber band around my arm to make my veins pop out, they put the needle in, to take 3tubes of blood out.

Me, being SO FORTUNATE went into panic, and my vein moved from its original spot. They lady brought in more people so see if they could find out where the hell my vein moved to. After about 3 or 4 minutes of poking my arm, they gave up and tied the rubber band around my wrist to take the blood from my hand.

I was sitting there, crying like a baby, yes, i was crying. I was also dumb enough to ask if taking the blood from my hand would hurt, and the lady doing it, was dumb enough to tell me the truth. So, i took deep breaths and looked away and closed my eyes. Almost every 20 seconds she would tell me “Were almost done sweety, only a few more and were done.” and that went on for about 2minutes.

my huge fear of needles and getting shots is what made me cry. What can i say, i’m a wussy when it comes to needles and sticking sharp objects into my arms.

Have fun laughing at my baby-ish-ness, i will be too once the pain wares off in my hand.

from lou, to you.

-Loula

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