I must have grown up somewhere down the line. And I didn’t even notice it till today when I went for a blood test all by myself. Like all alone. And I didn’t freak out. Not when I reached the hospital, not when the nurse made me wait and not even when she ushered me into the room.
And then she came with the needle and examined my vein. She shook her head and commented on how thin my skin was and that’s when I noticed that my vein was actually quite visible. She changed the needle to a much thinner one claiming a normal needle would rupture my skin and vein leading to a wound. And even then I didn’t panic.
When she was all set, I calmly turned my head to the other side and single mindedly focused on my blackberry. I felt the stab and it did pain, but even then I didn’t panic. And within 30 seconds she was done too. She showed me the vial full of my dark red blood, and although I did feel a bit queasy it was nothing more than momentary.
I hope you guys understand the gravity of this situation. First of all a blood test, to be done by a needle and that to without having Aman or mom to hold tight too!! Perfect recipe for a disaster, but ladies and gentlemen, I conducted myself with outmost grace. And this must mean only one thing. I have finally grown up. Sigh.