I have my Doctor appointment in Chicago next Tuesday, and I have to have blood drawn before I see the Doctor. The last three times have been horrible Each of those times, I felt like a vampire had attacked me and left me swollen and bruised.
After the last time I had blood taken, I was really mad...I think that I was more mad at myself for sitting in the chair and letting these untrained technicians blow up my veins like they did. So I learned a valuable lesson from these amateur's...
I leaned that I am the boss....I say when, I say where, I say how, and I say stop!
I will never assume again that all techs and nurses are trained professional, in the art of taking blood. Never again will I be that naive!
So this time, I decided to call my specialist in Chicago and request that I have my blood drawn at my internist office here, a few days before my appointment in Chicago. She asked me why, and I explained my experiences of late and she said fine.
I have always told anyone taking my blood that my veins are small...small veins run in my family, so please use the smallest needle that they have. Never a big problem at all....!
So I go to my internists office this morning with my new resolve not to be a pin cushion for anybody again. This very kind tech takes me into her office and takes my general information! She checks my blood order and was just about to start when I asked her if she was experienced with people with small veins, what size butterfly needle will she use, does she know what to do with veins that roll and so on....?. She quietly said that she would be right back. A few minutes later a different tech came in the room with the original one. The new tech, swabbed my arm, stuck a butterfly needle in my arm, one time..one time !
She filled three tubes of blood in no time and I was out the door .
I couldn't believe it!
It wasn't me or my blood or my veins, like they told me...it was them,
,...the untrained techs ,...that I now call Vampires.
Now this is what I'm talking about, I silently tell myself...this is what I'm used to. I was so relieved....!! The original technician said that after listening to what my experiences had been recently, she decided to call in the Marines, so to speak! Sweet Success !
Thank you to all ...I call you my posse...my back supporters. You stood up for me so that I would stick up for myself!