Bloody Hell.

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I hate getting blood drawn. I was told after doing so today that “it’s okay to breathe, keeps the oxygen levels up.” Who knew? She asked me very seriously if I was okay, which says to me that I might have cringed or looked a wee bit upset or both during the leeching.

So it turns out I do have a fear. Having blood removed from my body. Ew.

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Writer, occasional photographer, common street juggler. I enjoy cooking, crafting, a clean house, animals, and senses of humour. Oh yeah and being the mom of my boy John.
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