I regularly go to a local hospital for blood tests to make sure the cancer for which I was treated in the summer of '08 stays away. I don't like hospitals. I don't like anything about hospitals except for the idea that they help people with health problems. Major kudos to anybody who can stand to work in such places.
I also hate needles. I don't mind immunization injections because they're usually quick, involve small needles, and just go into almost any random muscle. I really hate blood tests because the needle has to go in at a specific point where I seem to be rather sensitive, and it has to stay there for a while, and my veins like to stay hidden well beneath my skin. I've had to learn to put up with these needles, but I don't have to like them. As long as I don't watch anything, and as long as I have fair warning before the phlebotomist inserts the needle, I can tolerate it.
Well, about a month ago now, I went in for one of these blood draws. A phlebotomist with a rather unusual name did the work. She was friendly and cordial like most hospital employees are. As she was prepping the needle, I asked her to warn me and told her that I was not going to watch at all.
She warned me, and I looked away. Before I knew it, she was capping the sample containers and was telling me I could get my coat and go. It was the easiest, most painless blood draw I've ever had! I was barely aware that she'd even put a needle in my arm. I tried to thank her there, but I think it was inadequate.
Thank you, phlebotomist with the unusual name! You made my day that much easier.
I also hate needles. I don't mind immunization injections because they're usually quick, involve small needles, and just go into almost any random muscle. I really hate blood tests because the needle has to go in at a specific point where I seem to be rather sensitive, and it has to stay there for a while, and my veins like to stay hidden well beneath my skin. I've had to learn to put up with these needles, but I don't have to like them. As long as I don't watch anything, and as long as I have fair warning before the phlebotomist inserts the needle, I can tolerate it.
Well, about a month ago now, I went in for one of these blood draws. A phlebotomist with a rather unusual name did the work. She was friendly and cordial like most hospital employees are. As she was prepping the needle, I asked her to warn me and told her that I was not going to watch at all.
She warned me, and I looked away. Before I knew it, she was capping the sample containers and was telling me I could get my coat and go. It was the easiest, most painless blood draw I've ever had! I was barely aware that she'd even put a needle in my arm. I tried to thank her there, but I think it was inadequate.
Thank you, phlebotomist with the unusual name! You made my day that much easier.




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