To be pricked or not to be pricked

 

Good afternoon everyone, 

Warning: Medical news. It might gross some people out. 

Thursday morning I had an appointment with a specialist from General Practice, or probably from SALT (The countries biggest organisation for bloodtests.) (She didn't tell) It just turned out I'm impossible to prick, and my veins on both side are too hard for her to be found despite her professionality in bloodtests. 

It's something to be weary about. I'm not at panic, but it's not a handy thing to be so hard to be tapped blood from for serious medical tests. My guts are behaving well, though this morning I had cramps due to having a lot off unhealthy yet very delicious foods yesterday. I don't want to blame my mother for that, it's just that I came over to her and she decided on to order Turkish for dinner and it came with plenty off roasted meat, garlic sauce, fries and a too delicious kebab rice. I never eat like that and I couldn't help but shoving in a lot. We had some Ben & Jerry's ice cream for dessert, so you can guess the condition to my guts this morning. It's only once in a while I eat like that. Mainly I live sober and probably as healthy as I can get. I think everything will be allright once I got home, and it's passed and I'm on my usuall lifestyle again where I think I need to mock over every small cup off fresh coffee I drink. (I've had about five today only, but I prefer to blame myself as mom probably thinks she spoils me this weekend.) I think in general, the medical condition to my guts is not so bad, as long as I don't force things too much. But isn't that something natural? If you overly force things in your body, it's going to get damaged. On the other hand, I can't resist a feast like yesterday evening with my family. I'm glad I took part, despite to have had to pay a price this morning. It's sometimes impossible to weigh in mind what matters most at such a situation. 

The next step in this annoying thing with my veins going on, is that I have to go to a location where SALT pricks blood, or even worse: to the hospital if things don't do at their blood test location. Mom told me she has this issue with her veins aswell, so it's running a bit in the family. Luckily, she could be helped at a SALT location.   

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I believe de Boed misses my baking this weekend, but I just needed a break from the usuall. Visiting my family is often a fun thing to do these days. I have been shopping a bit in their town for post cards (I'm a bit old fashioned, I send post cards to people sometimes instead off just using the internet.) and things from the drugstore. The bookstore in Castricum (where my family lives) has gorgeous post cards, inspired by art from a variety off museums which are just stunning compared to standard franchise book store post cards. Post stamps are ridiculously expensive and they become more expensive each year, but I still buy them as, well, you need them to send your postcards. It's fun to pick just the right one for someone where you think they will highly appreciate the image and the message. I love that.

Tomorrow I will go home to Zaandam, I have an urge to go out more and do more fun things than just being in at home or go to work all the time, or just going to de Boed. It probably takes a bit more than a coffee around the corner to get some fresh air in my mind these days. I probably need a bit off a vacation. Or a few fun trips if that isn't possible. Just -something- to take more breaks from everyday life to keep me going every day.  

Allright, that's about it.   

Thank you for reading.