So, on Friday I went to the blood drive on campus with Patrick to be a superhero and save up to three lives. I am not so good with needles but I'm trying to suck it up and deal with it. I have really little veins, small enough that they use a toddler needle on me when they do blood tests. I told my nurse this when she was having trouble finding a vein. She refused to believe that and said that I probably had, and I quote, "Perfectly good veins that are just hidden." Well apparently my veins got tired of hiding and when the second nurse put the needle in me this is what I got.
Sunday Night
Monday Night
She stuck the needle straight through my vein...she didn't know it until I
gasped and said that there was a lot of pain in my elbow. She made the "oh crap" face and got the needle out of my arm. They put ice on it and told me there would be a bruise. Meanwhile, 7 other nurses came over to feel my other arm. One guy felt confident that he could try it. Whenever they poke me I look the other way. This time, I had no idea where to look! If I looked the other way then I would see my swollen and bandaged up arm. I turned my head and buried it in the chair as best I could. The nurse put the needle in and said, "Tell me when it starts to hurt." He said WHEN! Great! I started to feel some pain and he immediately took the needle out. I have a small bruise on my right arm from that. My bruise as seen above is growing AND I didn't get to save up to three lives! No good deed goes unpunished...
