Not Big Boned, Just Fat

Had to give blood work done today. I am NOT a good draw. Normally they have to poke and prod me to find something that will open and let them suck out my blood.

I've had bad experiences:

1. new box of needles and I got the 1st one . .it had a bur on the end
2. young male nurse at blood bank . .told him I was a head nurse stick . . . Oh, no, he can do it . . . are you sure, I'm not easy . . . Oh of course, I'm good at this . . . and I end up with a blown out vessel, several of the nurses around making sure it doesn't get worse and he is apologizing all over the place . . . dumb ass, cocky young guy . . . I think he was scared shit-less at what he had done and I hope he got his ass raked over the coals
3. almost passing out the 1st day at the research project i was involved in . . . took 2 aides about 3 times each to get it where it belonged . . . and I am just laying on a bed hoping they get it THIS TIME！! ! ! !
4. More times than I can count where it must have taken 3+ tries to find a little bugger that wasn't moving around or hiding under something else.

So today I reported to Quest T 8:00 after fasting since 7:00pm last night. They were already 10 minutes behind. By the time I got in they were 20 minutes off. Glad I got in when I did!

When I got home I immediately put ice on the "insertion hole." I was hoping it would keep the bruising and swelling down. I still have a bruise and bump left from the last "blood transaction" at Millard Fillmore Gates Circle. Before that, I had a bruise and bump right above the one I have now. So, NO MORE of those . . . ice from now on and fingers crossed to hope for the best.

So, next week when I go see Dr. C, he will probably tell me the same as the doctor in the cartoon . . .not big boned anymore :+}


Signed,
Human Pincushion Disguised as a Former Teacher