Lockdown Diary: Squeamish

Guys, guys. I thought I was brave enough to do the Thriva test, but no: it turns out I’m a total wuss. I watched their video on taking your own blood, and nearly fainted! You need to give them two tubes of blood. TWO TUBES.

This article from Metro on the process didn’t help either – it says ‘IT HURT… I wasn’t prepared for the amount of sore I was experiencing.’

Bugger that for a game of soldiers! So I’ve requested a refund and had it processed.

I wish I were brave enough to have my health tested, but I’m not. On the plus side, I’m brave enough to stand up in front of thousands of people and tell jokes, so I’ll have to console myself with that.

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