All in all, not so bad, but not something I would really like to repeat. :) Especially getting the blood drawn... I'm sure I'll have a bruise from that. Although one of the things I couldn't believe was how nonchalant the lady was who drew my blood. As in, she didn't wear any latex gloves or anything, and after she was done, she just grabbed the little gauze (with blood on it) off my arm with her bare hands and threw it away, not caring that she was touching my blood with her bare hands. I mean, fortunately I do not have any weird diseases, but I would think someone in that profession would be a little more cautious dealing with other people's blood all day long. Maybe it's a cultural difference here, when I took my infant first aid/CPR class, the EMT teaching it was saying how in general, people in NZ really do not even think about blood borne diseases like HIV, and he even contrasted it to American culture and how cautious people are there about HIV mainly.
And now, after writing this blog instead of doing all the useful things I need to be doing, I should probably stop wasting the day away and actually check a few items off the "to do" list. Oh how I love to clean the house... in my next life, the one where I have lots of money, I think I will hire a cleaning service. Some day, maybe... :)