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 to harm you (and please, ignore my hairy arms).
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