Funny but you would think that people in the health care industry specifically people who take vials and vials of blood every day, would care about their job. Instead people in these office seem to all need a personality and the woman who stuck me with a big ass needle in my arm without providing me with the squeeze ball, not only hurt me but also caused me to bleed for a long time. I bled through the cotton ball. That never happens.
Maybe instead of worrying about free coffees and where they want lunch from today paid for by the pharmaceutical company, they should concern themselves with their job. Maybe the drug reps could bring them all new personalities instead of bagels and doughnuts! Terrific idea.
Now I am nursing my wound at home with two small people who figured out how to work the "childproof" door knob covers. They are geniuses. Evil geniuses. They are also over nap time. I am not over nap time, I love nap time and I revel in nap time. Please don't let me lose nap time!