The Ouch
Yesterday I had some blood tests run. The med tech there was a total incompetent. First, he uses this big ass needle to draw the blood which hurts like crazy, and then he stabs me numerous times because he keeps missing. On his third try or so, he must have missed badly because unbelievable pain shot through my arm and I actually screamed/loudly exclaimed "OW". The tech looks apologetic, but that doesn't make me want to kill him any less. Then he tells me he messed up, and that he'll have to use the other arm now. At this rate, I'm going to run out of arms. I reluctantly hand over my other arm, and luckily he wises up and changes to a smaller needle. However, he still misses his first try. He tries again, but nothing is happening. He tells me I have tough veins and asks if other techs have had trouble with me before. I don't sugar coat the truth and just bluntly tell him that he's the only one. He tells me he's sorry, and jiggles the needle around. We both wait and hope for a miracle. He keeps shifting the needle around and finally the vial fills with blood. I think that was the most traumatic experience I've had in a while. Serious.
Tomorrow is July 4th. You know I don't celebrate holidays. All I know is that I don't have school. However, despite my strenuous study schedule (two exams next week ^^;;), my lovely former co-worker has somehow convinced me to go to her BBQ. She told me I could bring anyone else along, so is anyone up for some awkward socializing? Ya'll know that is my specialty.
Tomorrow is July 4th. You know I don't celebrate holidays. All I know is that I don't have school. However, despite my strenuous study schedule (two exams next week ^^;;), my lovely former co-worker has somehow convinced me to go to her BBQ. She told me I could bring anyone else along, so is anyone up for some awkward socializing? Ya'll know that is my specialty.