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Agaeti Blodhren Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Ok, well yesterday i went back to the skin centre and the doc gave me another 2 months of the pills. Wat he didnt tell me was that i should have fasted for the blood test i was supposed to take that day but since i didnt, i had to do it this morning... 8.10 am. Got up at 7. Way too early for a non school day.

Got there at 8.05. My stomach growled with hunger while in the waiting area. Then i was my turn, went in and my dad was going to as well but the male nurse told him he neednt, it was only a blood test. So i thought. I mean the last time i took it, it was a breeze. I was supposed to take a vid of it this time but after my arm was in that band thing, i realised it might be too extra... and i couldnt open the phone to video mode with only one hand. So i thought i would settle for a photo.

So as i looked at my arm... the absurdly thick needle went in. It isnt like a normal pain you would get from poking a needle into yourself... it was like a numbing pain that ached the inner joint muscles and tendons. Dont get me wrong... it would have been a breeze but that idiot nurse punctured the wrong place and the blood wasnt coming out as it should. Like there was some blood in the airy cavity in the canister part of the injection. Of course... unlike a normal syringe you cant just squirt the air out cause it would surely kill me. So the moron just kept trying to pull in more blood but the syringe was resisting. And the needle was like being pushed in deeper then shallower. I cant say the pain was killing me but it was really starting to bug me. I started becoming woozey and a little breathless(probably combination of the lack of sleep and food and ample amount of pain). Pissed, i told him "It didnt take this long last time" but he said something like something wong with the vein or watever(cause some ppl have that problem). Lamebrain. He bloody poked the wrong vein cause it wasnt the one that the nurse before did. And she had no such trouble. I felt like kicking him in the nuts.

After nearly 2 mins of agony, he gave up. Thank god. I felt that i would have totally passed out if he continued. Then he went to the other arm and pierced the vein he was supposed to in the first place and he had a full syringe of blood in 10 seconds. See, it was his fault. So i got up, went outside and sat down, the light-headedness ebbing slowly away. See, blood wasnt the only thing that the skin centre sapped us of. In the two days, my dad paid over 200 bucks. The consultation alone the previous day was like 43 bucks. Wat did he do? Charge by the minute? We were only in there at most 8 mins. 80 freaking bucks just for some asswipe of a nurse to do a whorrible job of sapping blood from my arm. Only the medication was near to reasonable cause the two other ppl whom i know have taken it had it at about the same price.

So anyway while waiting for the lift, i started feeling faint again. My face felt like icy water was flowing just underneath my skin. My vision was getting hazy. By the time we reached the first level, i saw my world made up of fuzzy brightly lit tiles and digital noise. I found it rather amusing. As we went out to the carpark i realised i could have been easily hit by a car if i werent trailing my father closely. It was as if fantasy melded with reality, nothing looked close to as it should. Thank god it went away on the car ride home.