Well, I nearly freaked out on the bus. But thankfully two people from my college were there to reassure me there wasn't anyone sitting on the bus seat behind me. It still gave me a scare though. At the library people were being really nice to me asking if I was okay and if I felt up to doing certain tasks. One member of staff even brought out some biscuits for me to snack on when she found out that I hadn't eaten any breakfast. I don't understand why they're being so nice. What if they're plotting to do something horrible on my last day of work experience tomorrow? Well, I do have the feeling that they are planning something. The whisper to each other all of the time. I know it happens. Anyway back on subject. I went to the doctors and got poked four times with a needle when they tried to get blood out of me. The nurse even had to get the doctor in to have a go at my arms! My tiny arms are a nurse's nightmare. She said I was very brave and that most people wouldn't be able to handle being poked that many times. The ECG was a much quicker process and it was over and done with in a flash.