Consipracy theory...

So I have a theory...my veins know when I'm headed to the doctor. They go into hiding and retreat for dear life. It's a conspiracy. From the gist of this post you can guess where I ended up this morning...

I had no idea this was a blood work appointment, but as fast as they could say "go to the lab", my veins went into quick retreat. I don't know - they call it "rolling veins"...my family's veins actually move out of the way when we're stuck with a needle.

The "bloodsuckers" (as my uncle affectionately calls nurses) always had such a hard time sticking my mom. I remember one nurse said, "You can scream, curse - whatever makes you feel good, sweetie. I've heard it all." And when she stuck her, my mom yelled at the top of her lungs "I COULD GET YOU FIRED FOR THIS!!!!" Poor thing. She froze, slack-jawed. Apparently, she hadn't heard everything.

I think of that now & smile every time I get blood drawn. So back to this morning. Right elbow, no luck. Left elbow, nothing. Left hand, no good. So where did they end up drawing from??? Left KNUCKLE!!! That really hurts!!!!

So, while I was there (and since, apparently I'm a masochist) I decided to go ahead and get my flu shot. FYI - it really burns this year & my arm looks like there's been half a hard boiled egg stuffed in it. I've never had this kind of reaction to a flu shot before. Don't get me wrong - I've had one every year since I was 17 & I'm a strong believer that everyone should get one...but, man. Ow.

OK, I'll quit whining now...

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