Matching Battle Wounds

Today Madi and I both had to have some blood drawn. Unbeknownst to me, the lab had moved to a different building of the Hospital, so after parking, getting the kids out of the car and into the Hospital, I found out that we were in the wrong spot. Had it been a nice day outside, we would have just walked to the next building. But it was FREEZING outside, so we went back to the car, loaded everyone up, and drove about 40 yards to the next parking lot, and did the whole thing over again. Fortunately, we found the right place very easily and the staff were very kind and helpful. So I had my blood drawn first, and I must say that having my blood drawn is sometimes quite traumatic. More than half the time, they miss my veins or can't find them and end up sticking the other arm too. The girl working today was very good, though- she got it on the first shot and I barely felt anything. She was excellent with Madi, too. Madi didn't even cry until she realized that the 2nd nurse was holding her arm down. She screamed just to get the nurse to let go of her arm- didn't even feel the prick when they drew her blood. Her blood draw is just an annual thing her Doctor wants her to do- to check her thyroid and do a blood count, just to make sure everything is OK. We've been told that kids with DS have an increased risk for developing Leukemia. Something I hope we NEVER have to go through! Here are some pictures of our matching battle wounds. Aspen, by the way, was extremely happy that she didn't have to "get a poke" and was very impressed that Mommy was so brave and didn't cry :)