Bloody Mess

So, I think that I make the guys who draw blood nervouse. I always have the worst time with these guys. Vampires is what they are. This afternoon I went to have my blood drawn for my thyroid test. I was kind of nervouse about it because I always seem to have trouble. The girl came out and called my name and so, in the hopes of calming her nerves as well as mine, I made nice with the jokes. She asked how I said my name, and I told her. I said that the silent 'j' was to protect me against telemarketers. If they can't say my name, then I know I don't want to talk to them. As we're laughing about my parents good planning, she's wiping my vein down to pop it. She's about to puncture me when I stop and remind her, Um... doesn't that rubber band thingy needed to be wrapped around my arm. Oh yeah, she says. So, I'm thinking Oh Great. She gets my vein but the blood won't come so she pulls the needle out. All of a sudden blood is pouring down my arm and on the floor. The girl is trying to stop the blood with cotton and clean up at the same time. Oh brother. So, I am pinching cotton between in my 'elbow pit' while she tries again on the other arm. Luckily, she got it right closer to the first time. Ouch. Oh well, I guess that's why God gave me two arms. Good thing I only need these tests two times a year from here on out.

Visby

Don't know why that last post didn't post all of what I wrote but I'm in Visby now and off to see some Viking ruins. Love to all!

Huddinge

Sitting in a library in Huddinge, trying to get used to the caps key being a little off. ALL!!

Swim In

I went tonight to a pool party hosted by C. the company I work for. It was for all the Providers in the community. All these cute handicapped people came and had hotdogs and soda pop and then got to go swimming at the pool we had rented out. My job was to walk around and make sure everybody was having a safe and fun time. T. my good friend made a deal with one of the individuals we serve that if he got in the water so would T. jeans and all. So, this guy did and so T. did. Well, I thought that was pretty funny and was having a good ol' time watching T. goof around in the water in his jeans and all when he came up behind me and tried to throw me in, white t-shirt, capris and all. Well, I fought him as best I could, I mean, I really faught him hard. But he put me in a mandt restraint from behind, picked me in and then fell in with me. My glasses flew off but we found them before anybody stepped on them. Then I realised I had my phone in my pocket. I got it out as quick as I could but the sucker is pretty water logged. I won't be calling anybody for a while, but tomorrow T. and I are going to go pick out a new phone. Looks like I'm getting a new upgraded phone!! You da' Man T! Oh- and I really didn't mind getting tossed in. I rather enjoyed it.