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This morning sucked as bad as I thought it would. 3.5 hours and 4 blood draws, two from each arm. The nurse kept trying to go through the same wound and it hurt like hell. I wasn't expecting to feel sick from the glucola, but I did. Then I got a headache from the sugar crash. It's funny that the baby starts kicking like mad after I eat a lot of sugar, though. While sitting in the waiting room I read the newspaper, did a wordfind, played Pokemon, and read Child magazine.

Oh, and when the nurse saw the bruise from the blood draw she did last week she said it was caused because I bruise easily. She wasn't happy when I told her I didn't.