I had a bunch of blood work done at the Ottawa Hospital yesterday, about 30 hours ago, and I still have a wallop of a bruise on my arm, left over from one of the sticks.

(I have a bunch of small ones, but this one is the juiciest of them all 🙂

The hospital staff was super nice, and the doctor is great. He’s a kind soul who had an instant compassion and understanding for what someone like me has gone through in the United States healthcare system…He also talked about how bad he feels for doctors there too…he knows they go through a lot of headaches that they don’t have to here in Canada…

Everyone was really nice, but unfortunately the lab people weren’t quite as talented as Roy, Terry and Sonia back at Cedars…getting stuck 16 times by 3 different people is a new record for me (the last record, was 8 times, in the Cedars ER when I first got really sick back in the fall of 2005).

I can see Roy’s face now, cringing over the number of veins I lost forever in the blood drawing process yesterday…

I guess the important this is, I got all the bloodwork done…everyone felt very bad about it…I just kept reminding them I know it’s not their fault.

I really am a super hard stick..