Redeemed

I went to the doctor today

again!

I don't think I've been to the doctor twice in one year.....ever.

But I went to mom's doctor, hesitantly.

The nurses were nice, they always are.

super nice

and they called everyone sweet pea :)

They weighed me and I was happy with the number

and measured me....

I'll still round up.

The doctor was nice she sat with me and we talked for a good while

then I had to get my blood stolen.......

two times in one year!!!

I had to wait for, like, forever!

Trying to stay calm but since I was already so dizzy and fed up with it

I think I freaked out a little.

When I finally got in the room they made me sit there for Forever!!!

(slightly hyperventilating)

And when the nurse finally came in and tied that thing on my arm

and made me squeeze the ball! (which I've never had to do)

I couldn't squeeze very long and seriously felt like I was going to pass out.

...then I started crying

It's a certain kind of cry, like when you're dehydrated

and over-whatevered and you head gets funny

I just started crying I couldn't help it.

So we found a room I could lie down in.

Long story short it was fine, I didn't die,

my blood is perfect

(and they gave me a Sesame Street band-aid)

I'm a perfect specimen of human.

But we have no idea why I'm so dang dizzy!

to be continued...