I keep telling myself that I should stop hating needles, after all they are a big part of my life so I should just accept them, learn to love them, enjoy their purpose in my life. So go ahead and stick me with a needle, take some blood, find out what is wrong, and stick me with another needle full of medicine to fix the problem. Whats not to love??? Nope, not gonna happen. I hate needles no matter what their purpose and that hate was reinforced today. I went to have my blood work done and I heard those dreaded words again “Your veins are so tiny”!!! As I mentioned in a previous post these words are usually followed by a traumatic needle experience. So here we go, make a fist, rub, rub, rub, tap, tap, little pinch………….hmmmmmm I must have missed……..let’s try your other arm. Rub, rub, rub, tap, tap, tap, little pinch…………hmmmmm I must have the needle in funny…….(ya think cause if feels like your using a crochet hook)…..wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, yes it must be in there funny because its coming out so slow and strange wiggle, wiggle, wiggle,……..finally one tube filled……only four more to go……….Uggggggggggggggggg.
Love, Laugh, and always know where the nearest bathroom is