It's super smoky by my work. My car is full of ashes and from my work windows you can see white smoke and black grounds where fires have blown through. I am in building A and today's meeting with the needle was in building C, so instead of walking, I got in my car and drove down two building.
I have never been a fan of needles. I remember being a kid and my sisters and I had to go get blood drawn. My cousin had gone the day before and had a huge bump from it. She forgot to mention how the bump got there. She was freaking out, had to have 3-4 medical assistant to hold her down and as the needle was in her she was moving, so no duh she would have a HUGE bump!
I hid under my bed and pretended to be asleep. My family looked for me and with some "coaxing" words from my Dad (ie. You have 5 seconds to get out or else you will go to the doctor with a bruised butt). We headed off and even though my two sisters before me didn't come out with a big bruised bump, I cried, and cried and made a big deal of it. I ended up sitting on my Mom's lap and got the blood taken from my veins. I didn't get the "I didn't cry" sticker or a lolli pop, but oh well!
To this day, I get weird about needles! I have to have the phlebotimist talk to me, I can't see the needle and can't walk them put it in either.
Which reminds me of another story.
When I was assigned to my little Navy group and we went down to get all our medical done. I learned the next drill weekend that they lost my first set of paperwork, so I had to get my AIDS test taken again. I went down to medical and I was an official guinea pig. The girl doing it had a person behind her walking her through the steps!
And who, I got my flu shot by our employee nurse today. She my job has a nurse. What can I say, we are spoiled! If you ever need anything from anticaid and cough drops to an ergonomic work setting evaulation, she is your gal!
I am ok and alive fromt he situation. I felt a litle warm and faint afterward, but nothing serious. It's just all in my head.