What's up with doctors??? I went for a med check up on Sunday and had to take a blood test, height and weight( no, i'm NOT TELLING~~~~ =P) among other things. For the blood test, the attendant did a pretty shoddy job. After she pricked my arm, the incision still left a nasty blotch on the inside of my arm. That's besides drawing 4 vials of blood from me. I don't dig the experience, since she was drawing blood as if I was a cow or something. What's even worse is that she tried to draw Teri's blood, but didn't notice that she was palid. As in, skin= lip colour pale. She tried for about 2 times ( meaning 2 pokes on her arm) before my dad notified the doctor and he stopped her. Quite a good thing, if not I'm certain she would have
fainted.
Haha, the youngest one was all bravado when it came to her jab, then she went to cry into my dad's embrace. So much for the 6 year old's omninescence. =X
My mom weent for an ECG, the electrical device that measures your heart rate..... she says it doesn't hurt, but I don't believe her. I'm not looking forward to one anytime of my life. I mean, being shocked has to hurt on some level, being mentally, physically or maybe even spiritually.....
Ok, when she took it, I was remembering Homer Simpson's own self shocking experience.
I went to attend some digital studio thing at Toronto reference library. It's in Yonge, which is downtown... so had to catch a bus and the sub. Not bad, since the instructor was pretty quirky( he hates floppies and the fact that his Mac had recently died) and fun, but learned things pretty
slowly. Someone please save me. Sister no 3 and 4 have gone on an Avril Lavigne/ Simple Plan spree. I knew putting the songs on my laptop 342628746 years ago was a bad idea. A very bad idea. SAVE MMIIEEEE~~~~~