So, I get to the docs office for my blood work...
It isn't easy to get myself and the kids ready and out the door in an hour, with sore morning joints, which is why I usually drive them in pj's, but I did it.
The RN who is the certified phlebotomist (read: blood sucker) at the office, took me into the lab.
It took 4 needle sticks in 3 locations.
All the while I had to hear...
a) how horrible my veins are to get blood (yeah, I know... I've owned them for a while now...)
b) how I was ruining her day. (wtf???)
Uh hello??? I do believe that is my arm that you have fileted for your three vials of blood, now bruising up to show every shade of purple, black, red etc, feels sore as hell, and thanks to my fair complexion, will be displaying these bruises for at least 2 weeks!!!!
Let's talk about ruined days... okay?!! AND, I am fairly certain that she didn't feel a thing while she fished in my arm repeatedly for a vein!!!! ACK!!!
Yes, Kitty... I agree...
However, I did spare her life, kept a smile plastered on my face, from beginning to end, and made my appointment for the physical on 11/20.
I am proud of my restraint.
After all, I did NOT have my coffee yet! She has no idea how close she came to me telling her off up one side of her perky little head and down the other.
I deserve a medal.
Instead, I came home, took a nice nap, and put on a comfy shirt of my hubby's that I plan on snuggling in for the rest of the day.
In fact, I will be trying hard NOT to leave the house at all, because I am a bit cranky.
After all, I ruined someone's day.
ps... read my last tag in blue...
update: The RN thought she was being cute and funny... not, but I didn't let on.