Disabled Chronicles, No. 346 © 2021 SandraJeanPierre.com
Today was my first foray into the public to do my labs.
Baby tubes… I forgot about having them use the baby tubes until about half way through, after them having to throw away (!!!) three partially filled tubes and sacrificing two blown veins to the cause. 
The woman who was clearly in charge – dismissed my suggestion to use the baby tubes. It was the original technician who grabbed them as they continued the hunt for new veins.
I was told to drink more water and come back. I informed them that I drink 5 bottles of water per night.
Dehydration is not my issue.
So they doubled down and found a sister vein between the knuckle of my pinkie and ring finger but on my right hand. We all had to stand like statues in the positions we were in, the original technician holding my right arm in a very uncomfortable position that forced the vein up, the woman in charge guiding the butterfly and collecting the samples and me willing my blood to flow into that needle and into those damn baby tubes. All four of them.
It took a good 15-20 minutes at the literal drop by drop speed to collect what they needed.
But it’s done. Labs/specimens for my yearly physical are done anyway. Still working on my mammogram situation. Probably won’t be done till after my physical appointment next week. Nothing to do but go through it.
For the record: torn skin is not a good time. While washing up tonight, we found a good two inches of skin torn, from all their poking and prodding today on my inner right arm. Though the left is not torn, it’s pretty well mangled. 
It hurt putting numbing antiseptic wash on it – you know it’s bad when that happens.
Neosporin to the rescue for the next few days.
I’m tired.
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