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8 vials of blood is probably not a whole lot but my right arm where they took 6 from quite hurts, got quite pinchy...the lady had to switch to my left arm for the last 2
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ughhhh i am not looking forward to more bloodwork. i keep rescheduling stuff. and now i'm gonna need more. i know it's all good but i'd rather just be well and not do this. complain complain. and this new doctor said i'm supposed to do it every year. then this other new special clinic wants a whole huge list of stuff checked again. ugh.
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not the first time i have folded up and tucked away one of those forms, i will get this one done.
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This is a word! In the plural! I had a dream about suspending glass beads in vials filled with clear liquid - that there was a kind of art that did JUST THIS, kind of like a cross between a snow globe and the concept of a Louise Nevelson sculpture.
Now, vials of blood - pretty too, I guess, but not fun. For me it's not the pain, but I feel dizzy if I have to fill more than 4 tiny vials at once.
Yes, it's only four spoonfuls. I'm not anemic (slow bleeding from tooth extraction, periods, etc. doesn't make me dizzy) but I'm a small person, and sensitive to losing blood all at once like that. I had a blood extraction for an allergy test on the 27th, and the technician made me lie down afterwards with an ice pack under my neck. It was embarrassing.
Why embarrassing? I guess I feel embarrassed about feeling weak, and then I feel weak because I'm embarrassed easily. Self-perpetuating.
Going back to the idea of things encased in vials: I did see an art display like that this fall, in one of the Concordia University buildings. Electronics were suspended in liquid in containers of different shapes. The liquid was coloured, and sometimes there were wisps of cloudy stuff trailing behind the objects (mold? rust? battery fluid? other unsafe things?) The effect was cool but eerie, and I suppose my mind drew on that for the dream, emphasizing the aspect of things rotting or falling apart. Art and decay.
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Also this is the shape a lot of my glass bead containers come in.
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what's it to you?
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