...the DEATH center....
So, yeah, I finally went to the death center, other wise known as the friendly campus health center, cause I have been sick for what seems like forever. Several 'exciting' things happened on this fateful trip. 1) They think I may have appendicitis... 2) I had to get blood drawn, and I got poked not once, but FIVE fricking times before they could find a vein...something about me being dehydrated...and I HATE HATE HATE needles...my whole body was shaking by the end. 3) I finally got a pregnancy test. YES! Everyone else has gotten them when they go, and finally, in my last year, I had one. It was quite exciting. (NOT.) So, if I get any sicker, or if I am in any more pain, apparently I am supposed to go to the emergency room...WTF...why does this have to happen???