Friday, August 8, 2008
I had my annual physical this morning. They always want my blood, the bastard vampires. When I was little I would throw fits and cry whenever I even had to have my finger pricked. I threw a monster of a fit in the mall when I went to get my ears pierced. I hate needles. If you couldn't tell. Now that I'm older (and sometimes more mature) I don't throw fits when needles come close, though I still don't like it. I cannot watch when they do it. This morning it hurt a little more than normal as the lab tech withdrew my blood. As I looked at pictures of her son and grimaced, she said to me, "Stay in your happy place." I thought, "Why don't you come into my happy place bitch and I'll show you just how happy I am to have this piece of metal jammed in my arm." But outloud I just said, "Your son's cute."
This is the end of my month of posting daily photos. I must say I've enjoyed it, though it was difficult at times to find something interesting to take a picture of. What did you think? Leave me a comment. Should I do it again at some point?