
And it was my most favourite kind of bloodwork- fasting... because you know for sure the first thing I want to do in my morning is sit in a room full of people waiting to bloodlet and/or pee into uncomfortably small cups.
Usually, when I get bloodwork done my arm keeps bleeding after the needle is pulled out. One time, I left the house wearing a completely white shirt, but when I came back from the lab and took removed my coat I found my white shirt had one new fully red sleeve.
Not this time! Because this time my arm stopped bleeding in the middle of filling up the test-tubes. Apparently, it can't just go smoothly- it's got to be one extreme or the other.