I finally was able to have
my full blood test yesterday,
As I was waiting for the nurse to give it to me, I took a glance at my right arm, and boy, was I shocked.
For the first time—and I do mean the first time after having about 1,000 blood tests done in my life—I am black and blue in that area.
The left arm is also a little black and blue, but not like the right arm.
Happily, they were able to get the blood out of the left arm, because as you can see—not the greatest picture, but the best I could do—my right arm is a mess.
When I showed my arm to my wife, she said to me, “Wow! You never get like that after blood is taken,” and she is correct.
I mean never.
So consequently, it is not an assumption to say that the reason that I am like this is because of the ineptitude of the nurse who worked on me on Monday.
She had no clue what she was doing, and hence, not only did she not get the full amount of blood out of my veins, but she made my arm black and blue in the process.
On top of that, it took about two minutes to get the blood out of me yesterday morning, and I was not damaged beyond the initial damage inflicted on my left arm on Monday evening.
And yes, for the first time ever, I hurt during the initial try at getting blood out of me.
I did not hurt at all after three coronavirus injections, but I hurt after the nurse tried to get blood out of me the first time, for the very first time in my life.
Thank goodness that procedure is over and done with, and more importantly, I came out with flying colors at my physical, or at least prior to the blood analysis.
Next year when I get my physical, I will remember this fiasco, and hopefully, someone else will do my blood work.
They told me the discoloration would go away, and, “We would be more concerned if it went up your arm.”
Very reassuring words indeed.
Now that that is over and done with, I can focus on other things, talk about other things, such as that idiocy that happened at Sesame Place the other day.
Evidently, a woman and her cousin--two adults--are taking the children’s amusement park to task about their handling of the two children who accompanied these people to the park the other day.
One of the costumed figures refused to acknowledge either of the two little girls, and their moms are saying that that happened because the girls are black.
There is also a video of this incident, which has been seen on every newscast in the country, to demonstrate, once again, how racist our country is, even at a kids’ amusement park.
But wait a minute … there is more to this story than meets the eye.
The park has a policy that its costumed characters are not allowed to pick up kids in their arms, and if you look at the video with an open mind like I did, the two children are reaching out to the character as if they want to be picked up—and they are young enough to have made such a request with their outstretched arms.
It has nothing to do with racism, as the moms say it does, even though the video also shows the character acknowledging a kid who is “not black” afterwards, with a simple hug.
As I was waiting for the nurse to give it to me, I took a glance at my right arm, and boy, was I shocked.
For the first time—and I do mean the first time after having about 1,000 blood tests done in my life—I am black and blue in that area.
The left arm is also a little black and blue, but not like the right arm.
Happily, they were able to get the blood out of the left arm, because as you can see—not the greatest picture, but the best I could do—my right arm is a mess.
When I showed my arm to my wife, she said to me, “Wow! You never get like that after blood is taken,” and she is correct.
I mean never.
So consequently, it is not an assumption to say that the reason that I am like this is because of the ineptitude of the nurse who worked on me on Monday.
She had no clue what she was doing, and hence, not only did she not get the full amount of blood out of my veins, but she made my arm black and blue in the process.
On top of that, it took about two minutes to get the blood out of me yesterday morning, and I was not damaged beyond the initial damage inflicted on my left arm on Monday evening.
And yes, for the first time ever, I hurt during the initial try at getting blood out of me.
I did not hurt at all after three coronavirus injections, but I hurt after the nurse tried to get blood out of me the first time, for the very first time in my life.
Thank goodness that procedure is over and done with, and more importantly, I came out with flying colors at my physical, or at least prior to the blood analysis.
Next year when I get my physical, I will remember this fiasco, and hopefully, someone else will do my blood work.
They told me the discoloration would go away, and, “We would be more concerned if it went up your arm.”
Very reassuring words indeed.
Now that that is over and done with, I can focus on other things, talk about other things, such as that idiocy that happened at Sesame Place the other day.
Evidently, a woman and her cousin--two adults--are taking the children’s amusement park to task about their handling of the two children who accompanied these people to the park the other day.
One of the costumed figures refused to acknowledge either of the two little girls, and their moms are saying that that happened because the girls are black.
There is also a video of this incident, which has been seen on every newscast in the country, to demonstrate, once again, how racist our country is, even at a kids’ amusement park.
But wait a minute … there is more to this story than meets the eye.
The park has a policy that its costumed characters are not allowed to pick up kids in their arms, and if you look at the video with an open mind like I did, the two children are reaching out to the character as if they want to be picked up—and they are young enough to have made such a request with their outstretched arms.
It has nothing to do with racism, as the moms say it does, even though the video also shows the character acknowledging a kid who is “not black” afterwards, with a simple hug.
And were these two kids the only black kids in the park that day? I am sure they weren't, and that those kids got their hugs from the character.
This was explained in the first message that Sesame Place sent out to the parents, but with all the accompanying charges that came out of a lawyer’s moth later on, Sesame Place evidently felt it was between a rock and a hard place, and caved in and apologized to the moms and their girls.
Of course, neither the lawyer or the moms are accepting the park’s apology, because they want to further the point that we are a racist country, which the media picks up on like bees to honey.
Watch the video—it is clear that the kids want to be picked up by the character, and the character followed the park’s rules and wouldn’t do it.
The moms and the lawyer want the person in the character suit fired … fired for following the rules.
The moms want justice, and their poor kids are in the middle of all of this.
Kind of very mild child abuse, if you ask me.
But again, “following the rules” is not for everyone, doing what you are told to do is not for everyone, and causing a ruckus over nothing is more to some peoples’ liking, I guess.
But all the while, I am still black and blue.
Maybe I should charge the nurse who tried to extract blood out of me for racism, because, well …
How about anti-Semitism?
How about ageism?
How about … ?
This was explained in the first message that Sesame Place sent out to the parents, but with all the accompanying charges that came out of a lawyer’s moth later on, Sesame Place evidently felt it was between a rock and a hard place, and caved in and apologized to the moms and their girls.
Of course, neither the lawyer or the moms are accepting the park’s apology, because they want to further the point that we are a racist country, which the media picks up on like bees to honey.
Watch the video—it is clear that the kids want to be picked up by the character, and the character followed the park’s rules and wouldn’t do it.
The moms and the lawyer want the person in the character suit fired … fired for following the rules.
The moms want justice, and their poor kids are in the middle of all of this.
Kind of very mild child abuse, if you ask me.
But again, “following the rules” is not for everyone, doing what you are told to do is not for everyone, and causing a ruckus over nothing is more to some peoples’ liking, I guess.
But all the while, I am still black and blue.
Maybe I should charge the nurse who tried to extract blood out of me for racism, because, well …
How about anti-Semitism?
How about ageism?
How about … ?
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