This mornings rant comes to you written in blood. The 15yr old was due to have a blood test this morning, before a dermatologist appointment. He forgot. I forgot. He remembered when he (finally) got up, so I said we could still go if he would get a move on. He proceeded to sit down at the kitchen table, with a bowl, spoon, milk and weetbix, until I reminded him it was a fasting blood test. He showered. We left the house, and drove to the blood collection place. I turned the engine off, then turned to him (already knowing the answer, and sighing internally) and asked - "Did you bring the blood test paperwork?" As expected, the response became defensive, and the insinuation was that I had the paperwork, he 'always' gives me the paperwork when we leave the dermatologists! I decided to give it a shot, went in and asked whether, given it was a regular visit, would they be able to do the test if they could see what he normally has? Receptionist said that they could just loo