The nurse that took Jack's blood was an older lady who smelled like cigarettes. We affectionately refer to her as "Virginia Slim." Virginia became my least favorite person when she pricked Jack's heel with a needle and then squeezed out - what seemed like - a tablespoon of blood. He screamed bloody murder and my heart broke for him. Post pregnancy hormones are strong and Virginia was lucky I didn't smack her for hurting my precious baby boy.
We got a call this afternoon that Jack's jaundice levels were high and we need to take him back in the morning. If this means another heel prick - I might lose it. Watch out, Virginia!
Watch out Virginia when the grandmas come to town.
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