Mutiny

Dear Andrea,

I, your right arm, hereby resign from being poked with needles. I tried to warn you last week, when I made it difficult for the nurse to find my veins. Unfortunately, you chose to disregard this notice, forcing me to outright rebellion this morning. Yes, I purposely denied giving any blood today, even though the nurse was sure she had the needle in the vein. (And yes, it was out of spite that I bled after she removed the needle; I felt the need to assert my choice of when to release blood.) I am raising my hand in defense of my rights as an appendage not to be a pincushion. Have you counted the number of times I have been stabbed in the last 3 months? I have - 8. And that's not even going back to when this barrage started back in November. I will not take any more. I may consider renegotiating my contract with you next month, but I am taking a leave of absence for the rest of July.

Respectfully,
The Right Arm

Well! Needless to say, I was shocked and disappointed at Right Arm's behavior. Thankfully, Left Arm was willing to be called out of retirement and performed admirably. I just hope Right Arm doesn't form a union against needles with Left Arm and Belly; then what will I do?

P.S. I'll update later this afternoon once I have results of the progesterone test that was the purpose of all this hullaballoo.