Last time I had to have my bloods taken (part of this whole pregnancy thing) I was scared sh**less and had nightmares for days/weeks. Boyfriend's no help as he's a Dr and being used to needles and that crap he kept telling me about the size of the needle, the tube, how they'd drain me etc etc. Not nice. And it turn out to be a walk in the park or as we say where I'm from "en piss i Nissan".
Anyway, I had to go to the midwife to get a note to officially prove to my job that I am knocked up. The expanding tummy and maternity clothes are clearly not official enough... So off I went and while I was there the midwife said she thought I looked a bit pale.
"Pale"? I'm a blonde and I have quite fair skin and add that to the fact that this sh**hole of a country never sees the sun. Hell Yeah, I'm pale!
But this could also mean I could be anaemic and that is not a good thing so "we'd better run some tests."
"Run some tests? As in blood? From my arm? As in now? I'm just here to get a form signed. I didn't book for bloodtests!" - But then I got a bit cocky as last time was a breeze so I sat in the chair and out came the needle, the rubber band around my biceps and..... I zonked out.
Yep, it's official. I am a sad sad wuss and I deserve it for being so cocky and opting to sit up rather than lying down..
So I had some quiet time to rest and was later picked up by Boyfriend who just shook his head and giggled evily before we went to Ikea as we had planned all along - a bit of fainting ain't stopping my evening shop at the Motherland store... I'm tired now though.
2 comments:
Blodgivar buisnessen är inget för dig alltså;)
Naaaa, jag vill egentligen kunna ge blod men jag far san angest innan att det gar inte. Jag far ta och ta tag i det dar och bli av med fobin sa man kan gora sin medborgerliga plikt...
fast nu ar jag ju pa smallen sa nu far jag inte ge blod. "Attans!"
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