Look, Childbirth I can handle. Paper cuts, needles and spitting fat I can not!
Ugh, I had to go to the hozzy today in relation to some probs with my ribs/sternum and had to give blood and undergo a chest x-ray. I had to fast for 12 crappy hours and all the while I could only see Mark and Eddy as large joints of steaming meat on a plate, just dying to be nibbled. Even the remnants of the Munchies Mark bought me yesterday looked appealing (Munchies are nasty chocolates, I detest them with a passion). I practically crawled into the "walk in health centre" from starvation and dehydration and every person that walked past me looked delicious. I felt like Edward from Twilight; only I wasn't sparkling and beautiful. I looked like death. I booked in using their deli-counter system where you pull a ticket and wait. Each human in that waiting room looked like they would have tasted absolutely divine covered in brown sauce and wedged between two slices of tiger bread. Bacon sandwiches were on my mind and each of them sizzled and taunted me as I sat in agony!
Eventually I got called in and almost took a chunk out of the nurses leg, Im not kidding - I was ravenous! I told the nurse she had a cat in hells chance of finding a vein 'cos my veins like to be snug in my epidermis! She tried the first time and failed. Scream. She tried the other arm, wiggled the needle in my arm and a was hanging off the ceiling in pain. She then decided to get her colleague to have a go who has 40 years bloods experience and hey presto - 4 vials of blood taken with ease and no scream. Then I had to go for an xray. I had earlier donned my bestest bra (non underwired) so that I would be decent in the x-ray room along with one of my cheeriest summer tops only to be told to whip it off in exchange for one of those gaudy, backless gowns. UGH, where is the dignity dudes? Its a good job I had a bolero cardigan on otherwise Id have been sat in the dark and gloomy corridor like a right donut. She called me in after what felt like 45 years and x rayed me with her tingly gamma rays.
After that, Im not kidding you, I legged it out of the centre to find my nearest eatery. I drank a litre of water and ordered a chicken salad sandwich which felt like fat hitting the griddle as it hit my stomach. Anyone watching that little scene, I am sure, have been put off food for life. Im laughing at it now, but OMG......... never again am I having bloods taken at 12pm after a 12 hour fast. LOL
Im leaving you with a tag which I used Aquamarkers, Altered Originals spray ink and Banana Frog stamps along with a smidgen of ephemera. My tag and quote collection is coming on a dream and Ellie will soon have a lovely catalogue of little keepsakes which I took the greatest pleasure in creating.
Going to go and hit the sack with my new books that I got for a song today, including The Shack. I hope to wake up feeling revived and renewed from reading it.