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You oughta hear the mirror in my house You oughta fear her pretty, pretty mouth Says I’m imperfect in every way: “Miss Almost, Miss Maybe, Miss Halfway”/...But I’m gonna burn, I’m gonna shine and multiply I’m gonna fill up the great divide You’ll never break me with all the things you say “Miss Almost, Miss Maybe, Miss Halfway”

Wednesday, November 22, 2006

I HATE BLOOD TESTS

I just got back from it.
It took twenty minutes.
I was stuck twice.
I'm still shaking.
The first stick, she got in the vein and everything...but nothing wanted to come out, so she waited for a good five minutes, then stuck me in the other arm, and it finally came out, but really really slowly.
Her explaining how much was coming out at each stick really made things a lot worse.
That was the worst blood test ever...
I was almost crying when she said she had to stick me *again.*
But it's done...it's over...
I think I'm starting to calm down.
3.5 hours and I'll be closer to home....
I think I've come up with an exact list of fears after this.
1. wrists
2. heights
3. blood tests
4. bugs
Seriously. That blood test was absolutely AWFUL. And traumatizing.
Heights only marginally beat out drawing of blood.
*marginally*
Actually, the top three are pretty much interchangeable.
*shudders*

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