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Also have two people who are working at the clientco putting in a good word for me, one of whom used to be my BA on projects at old clientco (and I got her the contract at the clientco).
Fingers (eyes, ears, legs, arms, nose crossed)
"Ask not what you can do for your country. Ask what's for lunch." - Orson Welles
The last time I had a blood test I had a haematoma. It hurt for ages and stopped me using my arm for a few days too. Apparently she tore an artery.
The time before that, they stuck the needle in a tendon. I can strongly recommend you don't try that on yourself. My stomach still turns over as I think of it.
Indeed, writing this I feel quite nauseous.
In mid December, the doc said I needed another blood test. I have been putting it off for a month. Tomorrow morning I'm going up to the local hospital to have it done. But only 'cos the Missus is going with me: not so much for moral support as to make sure I go through with it.
Which is brave of her.
Last time she was in hospital, they took blood from the back of her hand. They gave her a haematoma. Within a couple of minutes, it was the size of a satsuma.
Oh dear. I do feel sick.
It doesn't help that some years ago when I had a tetanus, the nurse stabbed the bone in my shoulder with the needle. And when I had an injection in my bum as a teenager, the nurse scraped my arse-bone (ilium?) with the tip of the needle.
I'm going to bed where I can lie there in the dark and fret about needles and bleeds all night.
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