Wednesday, April 15, 2015

I'm no Goethe

I had some blood drawn at the doctor's office. I'm not sure that I got the nurse who was the most talented at drawing blood because she had to try multiple times and I now have several holes in my arms. To be fair, though, I must say that I'm a difficult patient for blood draws since I have small veins that are deep, sideways, and prone to rolling. By the time she was done, I was feeling a bit giddy.

I also was almost overtaken by an attack of giggles, which certainly didn't help the situation much. The nurse asked me to "make a Faust." I must have been making a strange face because I almost lost it in giggles. I kept thinking, "I can't do that! I'm not Goethe!" I would just about get myself composed and she'd ask again. Even later during the day, it would come to mind and I'd get caught in giggles again.


In another literary note, I am starting another writing project, in addition to this one. My friend C and I will be writing something together that's completely over the top. I'm not busy enough with work, school, and social activities, it seems. It's been really fun though.

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