Bloooooood, “The Cup”, and Life Insurance
I had an appointment after work to have myself poked, prodded, molested, and other such nonsense (sounds fun, right?). Actually it was for my recent request with USAA to get some life insurance. I’m requesting around 150,000 so that I’m sure my father is taken care of should something happen to me.
I don’t usually have “performance anxiety” when you have to pee in the cup, but I’ll be damned if it didn’t take me close to half an hour. I didn’t realize she’d be doing that, so I went when I got home. But she was cool about it, she watched my dads birds and talked to my cat while she waited.
Then she had to poke me twice for the blood, since she couldn’t get any out of one arm. I’ve never had luck with giving blood anyway. Fortunately I have a high pain tolerance so these don’t bother me pain-wise. I just get slighly weirded out watching the needle go in, once it’s there I get amused watching her move it around.
I also had blood pressure (perfectly normal, apparently) pulse, and all that jazz.
They also check for HIV during these tests, which is cool. I’ve never had one of those before, and always wanted to have it done just for peace of mind. I know I’m fine, because my only sexual partner was my ex-husband, and we were both virgins (though he did cheat one me that one time..). But you never can be too sure.
Hopefully I’ll get approved. I don’t have any diseases or problems that I am aware of besides my torn ligament (which is feeling better). At least internally 
I’m a little woozy now.
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