I went to the doctor yesterday to, for once in my life, take care of my sinus congestion before it totally whooped me.  While I was at the doctor they decided that since I’m almost 25, I should have some blood-work done to check on my cholesterol levels.  And while I was totally okay during the extraction of the first vile of blood, but during the extraction of the second vile, I started to see little white and black dots.

I spit out the words, “I’m officially lightheaded” just about the same time that she saw how white my face was.  The very experienced RN then shoved my head between my knees at lightning speed.  I guess most people who say that mean, “I’m about to lose my cookies/pass out, do something now.”  What I meant to communicate was, “I feel as if I have just stood up too fast, and am a little dizzy.”  Next time I’ll know to keep my mouth shut–unless of course I want to get tossed around again by a strong woman.  It was kind of a thrill.

Though I feel better today, the underside of my nose is dangerously raw, and I am still blowing it consistently.  I made the mistake of thinking I could solve some of the chap on the nose by applying some of my Burt’s Bees chap stick directly to the nostrils.  Big mistake.  Don’t do that, unless you like your nostrils to feel like mint au flambe.