Bloody Amazing

My Dear Princess and Dear Fellow, 

Briar was sort of proud of herself today. Sort of not.

She took her blood test. I asked her how. She said they pricked her finger and then squeezed it and squished it and squished it more until "a sh*t-ton of blood" came out.

This sounds way more traumatic than the traditional method of taking blood, but I'm glad she's finally getting her test.

S.