I made it to my blog without spelling it wrong for once!

A E O N I T Y dot C O M

Yayness. . . . . (I just cheated, but, when the time came for it, I remembered that there was an E in there.)

Today, I rolled out of bed at nine in the morning, starving because I didn't eat dinner last night, and hoped to leave so I can get my blood drawn and I find out that my mother is still asleep.

Well, so much for leaving at 9:30. Hell, we can knock off 10:00, 10:30, and even 11:00.

It is 11:12 and my mom says, "come on--we're going."

Sonovabitch.

I have a new hatred for needles. I hate them, I hate them, I hate them, I hate them.

At least I didn't whine like when I was at my doctor's office. There, they only pricked my finger, but the SOB (who knew my mother) filled two little bottles with my blood.

That there, my friend, is as close as I can get to a nice outing with my mother.

lol- yeah it took me days to figure out how to spell it. aonity- aeoity- aonity- aeonity! ugh.. and i hate needles too- i hate hospitals actually, they creep me out. perfect~

ah yes. the good ol' finger prick. dont they give you a choice between finger prick and needle? i get my hba1c tested every month, needle is WAY easier! and less milking-a-cow-like!

Same here - I actually have to memorize the new name of the blog community too, because I tend to forget or misspell it more than often

I hate needles too but being a diabetic doesn't help much does it?

Aww .... said by the coward afraid of leaving a name and/or myspace link. Dontcha just love the internet?