
So, yes, mama bud was sick. Blood pressure was playing tricks again and I got a very lovely (NOT) nurse that was extremely mean and was very rude when drawing blood from my arm. A few weeks later, I still have the bruise, but this is how it looks this morning. It actually have the shape of a heart. Makes me want to go back to the hospital and show it to her. It means that there is always love always, even when people try...