My arms are so fucking bruised from all the needle pokes. I've developed a phobia for needles, I think.
My arms automatically retracted today while getting my blood withdrawn by THE OTHER NURSE.
I asked for the Fat Malay Nurse who had been poking me on a daily basis, because she has always done it swiftly with minimal vein searching, but THE OTHER NURSE refused to let her do it.
*expletives*
So in the end my left arm got raped by the needle, and THE OTHER NURSE fed the needles IN and OUT, IN and OUT, a total of 5 times before finally drawing blood.
FOR SOMEONE WHO HAS NEVER HAD TROUBLE WITH BLOOD TESTS, THIS WAS TOO FUCKING EXCESSIVE!
I was so close to flipping the fucking table with my hands gripping the table edge so tight, I think I scared the nurse a little.
Went for a hair wash and a hair cut after that, at the nearby hair salon for $26.
It felt really good, cuz my hair's become a tangled mess since getting all Dengued up with aching scalp. So now I have nice smelling fuzz free hair!
^_^
The Father Figure finally graduates tomorrow, and I'll be attending his Graduation Ceremony! =D
I wonder when will it be my turn...AGAIN.
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