It's ANZAC day.

It should be a public holiday.


But I spent my day in the ward pushing the blood trolley sucking blood from people.

Overwhelmed by the free access to needles and 'gadgets'.
My blood trolley
A few failed attempts but in majority I do suck blood!

Hoho.

Who says we should remember and moan for the soldiers that died for us today.

I say, we should remember that HIS love for us is endless and unconditional.

I make a cross-like plaster on every woman that I suck blood from, making sure that we are reminded by Jesus's blood for us today.



Like this!





And yes, I felt so much brighter.

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