my first blood test

I've had many stupid moments in my life, and I'm not going to deny that this is one of them.

I had my first ever blood test today, since I'm undergoing Mesolipo. Woohoo!!! Time to lose weight. I'm getting way too fat. Seriously. The last time I was this fat, I was in college. Sooo not a pretty sight. I was such a slob back then it's pretty embarrassing. I mean, when people start to ask whether you're actually allowed to go to attend class in your outfit (and you're not wearing ANYTHING remotely scandalous), you know you're dressed quite badly. I was never a fashion victim, but I have to admit I didn't exactly care about my looks.

Anyway, I go to the clinic and have my blood sample taken right? Well, the nurse picks up this small test tube (yeah, but boy did it look big) and I start freaking out. Short of going "WAAAAAH!!!," I whimper endlessly instead. Buti na lang Lizzie was there to hold my hand (again - the last time was when I had the x-ray for my wrist) and calm me down. Hello. I started whining and blubbering even before the stupid needle pierced my skin. I freaked out when she swabbed my skin with alcohol. What the heck!?! The sound I made was more like a... a cross between "HERRMMMM" and a howl. That and a banshee wail, I kid you not. I swear, I won't be showing my face in that clinic soon.

What a baby.