aprilhenry (aprilhenry) wrote,

The things we do for love

Now that I'm not working at a regular job, I need to buy life insurance. Something that doesn't even benefit me, but my kid and my husband.

The insurance company sent a nurse out today. Height, weight, pee in a cup, blood pressure, etc.

Then came the all important blood draw. I warned her that my veins are tricky. They roll, or they have weak walls, or they're fragile - no one can ever quite agree, just that they are bad.

As usual, she didn't quite believe me.

Now I have two punctures in the crook of my left arm. And one on the back of my right hand where she even tried using a syringe.

Nothing came out.

What's that old saying? You can't get bood out of a turnip? Or maybe it's a stone.

Well, you can't get blood out an April either.

Oh, and after all that - my pulse was still only 64!

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