This morning in numbers (or why I am not in danger of bleeding to death any time soon)

Hours of sleep: 2 less than I need

Times I had to remind myself not to eat breakfast because I had to be fasting for bloodwork: 7

Times I forgot I wasn’t supposed to be eating and tasted the kids waffles: 1

Times I lied and said I had been fasting, despite rogue waffle tasting: 2

Gallons of water drunk before 8:30am: 2

Minutes waited at the lab: 35

Times the elastic tourniquet was tied around my arm: 12

Times my hands or arms were slapped by nurses to encourage veins to “pop” out: 348

Number of different nurses who punctured me and dug around under my skin with sharp needles: 3

Needle pokes in arms: 1

Needle pokes in hands: 3

Bruises from said poking: NONE (So unfair! At least a bruise would earn me some sympathy!)

Heat packs applied to hands to encourage veins to “pop” out: 1

Times I wished to be eating something: 58997

Times I wished I hadn’t brought the 2 year old: surprisingly, 0

Tylenol capsules I am about to consume to treat very sore hands: 3

OW.

2 Responses

  1. J.B. Says:

    I guess if you have no bruises they were no where NEAR your veins on those attempts!

  2. Karly Says:

    I hate having blood drawn. I can’t imagine them sticking my hands though. Screw that! :)

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