It does not make sense…

Loving Parenthood

So I went this morning with Jeremiah to get his blood drawn for a genetic coding test called a micro-array analysis.  We were having a great time.  The wait wasn’t that bad and the lady was nice who checked us in and was assisting with the draw.  

But then it all turned for the worse.  Jeremiah has had his blood drawn only once before.  It was a horrible experience and today was not any better.  Both times now the blood suckers have had a hard time finding the vein, and in today’s case they were unable too at all.  So he had a needle in his arm while they searched around for the vein.  They did their job well and did their best to find the vein before sticking him, but it just wasn’t happening.  While I don’t like that they could not find the vein, that is not…

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