Note to self: When you are due for your bi-monthly blood draw AND you've been sick, think about rescheduling.
When three medical professionals comment on looking dehydrated, take heed. Maybe it's not the day to draw blood
And when the first, oh, 10 attempts are fruitless and the kind lady asks if she jab around the other arm, stop while you're ahead. You can come back.
Because when you smugly say, "Sure, no problem" the next thing you know you're wheeling around on a gurney, dehydrated and woozy and pretty certain you've mooned the entire lab on your 'graceful' descent down.
(Dang pants. Dang keister.)
Two assistants, more pokes and a billion promises to take it easy later, I was on my feet and out the door.
(So much for a margarita tonight. Make mine a virgin...)