Badge of Honor

The lady who tried to take my blood didn't do such a good job. She tried on one side and messed up and then had to move to the other. Here is the result of Shirley's work. (The photos really don't do it justice though--it was better to see in person.)

Self portrait of the purple spot on my arm.
(My nephew refered to me as his "drugy" Aunt.)
A few days later. (Oh, the Joy!)