Needle point

Monday I went to the doctor for my migraines. He raised my imitrex dosage and kept my pamelor the same then he said that he wanted me to get a blood test this week to see how my liver is functioning.

This brought up memories. The first time I got a blood test they screwed up and had to do it in the other arm. Well after the loss of blood and the color came back into my face. I couldn't walk to the car and when I did get home I fell asleep for five hours.

Second verse worse then the first. This time I knew I was getting one in advance and that built up a lot of stress, I waited 2 1/2 hours for the test. Then I go in there. They tie me up but can't find my vein because its under my mole. So they tie up the other arm and eventually stick the needle in my arm.(the next part is a little fuzzy) I guess I breathed in when it happen and almost passed out. Two more nurses came running in telling me to breathe and my head was almost on the floor. Soon I came too, left, and slept for 6 hours.

Then last night my father tells me that he doesn't feel good and will take me next week.

so trembling with fear this is
Surkit