The dreaded lab

Today is the dreaded day. Mommy and daddy both took me for a drive. I should have figured out that something was up because it's Thursday and daddy should be at work by now. They made an appt for me and before I knew it I was sitting in daddy's lap with my arm out and a rubber band around it. The lady walked toward me with a skinny pointy thing and WOW!!!! I got pricked.

Mommy tried to distract me as the blood was filling up the vile. What?? Another vile. She switch out the vile twice while I cried, smiled, starred and wondered why is this happening to me. Again, mommy is heart broken. Although she was proud of me for being such a big boy, she hated the fact that they took 3 viles of blood from me. They told mommy and daddy, just keep the bandaid on for 1 hour and keep me hydrated. Mommy hopes these tests are so worth it.

So we ended up driving daddy to work since we could HOV it up north. It didn't take long before I was waving bye to daddy. Off to work he goes. Hi-ho, hi-ho, hi-ho!