I am still afraid of needles. It is the one thing I think I will always fear. I had to have blood taken today and I almost didn't make it. Luckily my care-giver, Shawna, was there to hold my hand as I cried my way through it. Just kidding, of course.
She didn't hold my hand.
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comment:
Great work.
Post a Comment