the world can be so very scary. a good friend can help with this a lot sometimes.

alt image (blahaj zone, worse quality)

when i got my blood drawn last time, i had no one. they ended up moving me to the room with an open window for… especially scared patients. i hid my face and covered my eyes because i believed it would make things easier. they would draw three times over the course of an hour. i think it helped.

the nurse person said “you are doing this very well” which -… made me feel things at a point in time where it wasn’t needed, so i said “thank you, you are doing this well too.” which i did mean genuinely, i have had much worse experiences. but - it also just felt weird.

one thing that can help: if you noticed that one … arm is easier than the other, tell the staff about that! this way they wont miss-poke you since they are working with the easier arm. previously, a nurse got completely stuck on my left arm, poking three times and not getting it. then they tried the right one and it worked flawlessly, even calling it “easy”. this might be worth knowing about yourself.

maybe, after Blue over here is done getting the blood, White could drive Lilac to the next chili chee place because of how very brave they were? that would be very sweet, wouldn’t it? ~

i will make one more post today so that i filled the slots for tomorrow and the day after tomorrow as i wont have access to my laptop at that point. and i don’t wanna make low quality posts. so here i go making more posts.

i wish you a lovely and not-scary day <3