
So I'm having blood work done this morning. It's nothing serious. Just making sure my blood pressure medication isn't hollowing me out one organ at a time. The needle doesn't bother me. Compared to the drinking straws they use at the blood bank, I barely feel that whisper thin little thing. Going in in the morning doesn't bother me, in fact I wish this appointment were earlier. And here's why: I was not allowed to eat or drink anything after midnight last night. Eat is no big deal. I don't usually eat breakfast until later in the morning anyway. BUT I CAN'T HAVE ANY COFFEE UNTIL AFTER THEY'RE DONE!!!!
The horror...the horror.
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Marius the Semi-Conscious
Be strong, brother..the Coffee Gods will reward your patience...
ReplyDeleteThat coffee will only taste better after!
ReplyDeleteHope you hung in there! Urgh, needles of any size make my squeemish!
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