THE SHOT FROM RUSSIA... DUN DUN DUN!

Wow I think this is a record for my posting.... But I thought I had to share my most interesting experiences from the last 24 hours. So here it goes.... Today was the day all of us girls had been dreading all week. We had to go to the hospital and get our blood drawn for an HIV test that we already got done in America, but for some reason American Records and medical attention isn't good enough for Russia. Which happens to be the absolute most filfthy disgusting place I have ever been to. So We were all just exchanging horror stories of going to get an HIV test and actually getting HIV from the needle. So We get to this building its really old, run down, and it doesn't look clean at all. I look at Alla our native coordinator and say "What are we doing here?" She says "This is the hospital" MIki and I exchange horrified glances. All of our worst fears of receiving HIV from a dirty needle in a run down hospital were about to come true! Suddenly I Feel sick to my stomach at the thought of a needle piercing my skin to draw my blood. (Something that has never ever bothered me before mind you) Anyways We get inside and It is just what I would picture Americans using this building as a haunted hospital for Halloween. There is a long corridor and at the end the very room where I would end my life as a normal american. I go sit down in... are you ready for this "THE CHAIR" I look around the room... It smells fairly clean to my left is two tables. One has two boxes one box with used needles... the other with brand new needles. (PHEW I'LL BE NORMAL AT THE END OF THE DAY) anyway then the other table as viles full of blood. I look in front of me and there is a sink the back splash of tile is falling apart. Its exactly what you would picture a world war 2 hospital room looking like. Just by sitting in this room I am freaking out. I am sitting there trying to control my breathing and such. Then the moment happens and she comes with just as i hoped a clean needle. phew. She sticks me gets what she wants and get this no bandaid! What the! She gives me a piece of cotton and tells me to bend my arm to stop the bleeding. (I don't know about you but I always look forward to the band aid. Its proof of my battle wound! Not only that, BUT I just like the patterns that they give you. You know care bears, dinosaurs, dora the explorer, or just cool colors. So now not only do I not have a cool band aid to show my friends, but I won't have someone come up to me and point at my band aid and say "Woh cool band aid... what did you do?" I can't say "Oh I had to get blood drawn from me today" and shrug it off like it was nothing that I am some kind of hero or something. Geez Russia you need to get with it. So this was the first part of the day. The other part of the day was hilarious when one of my fellow teachers thought that this poor little girl named Alyona was a boy. SAD! You would have thought that the skirt and the barette would have given it away for her... but no it didn't. Poor alyona was all confused when Victoria separated the kids by gender and she got put with the boys, or when it was time to play store and all the girls got cool princess stickers pens and such, and she got a dinosaur. Hahahahahaha It kills me at the thought. On victoria's defense though We all thought she was a boy at first but we saw the skirt and barette and put two and two together. Victoria just thought it was a strange little boy. It just goes to show that you should NEVER EVER EVER EVER EVER give a little girl a mullet, its just plain confuses those who come in contact with her, and it will give her a complex. Russia needs to get over the mullet craze it was so 80's and it is so ugly. Poor poor alyona. I hope it doesn't do permanent damage.