Why yes, as astute observer Andie pointed out, that is a collection tube lying on the kitchen floor in my previous post. How did such a thing transpire? Are we simply reckless in our sample-taking and prone to flinging the vials around whilst blood sprays in countless directions and clients swoon in a faint? Perhaps we occasionally indulge in a mockery of ten-pin bowling by skimming them across the shiny dark hardwood in a competitive frenzy?

no.

These, dear readers, are the sorry excuses for childhood treasures the resident baby-thing has to endure.


Luckily, she is very accomodating.

In a serious sort of way.

and never fear, sometimes we let her play with these as well.

and furthermore, also never fear our perverse use of perfectly good blood-sucking vaccuum tubes - these ones expired, as they do.

Midwifery mothers. . . . seriously!

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