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May 8, 2012

Do you remember sitting in the waiting room of a lab listening to the crying/screaming child getting their blood taken?  That was me.  I know that the nurses used to get upset with me, but I was getting stabbed at least 8x per day already, and now you need to stick a giant needle in me and make it sit there for a while.  Yea, I was not a happy camper.  As I got older, I tried tricks to make it feel better.  Swinging my feet while everything was getting set up, or bringing a hard candy to suck on.  One time I apparently held my breath until the nurse told me she’d have to do it again if I kept it up.  Needless to say, I still hate it.

I sat there last week with the warning to the phlebotomist that they always have a tough time.  It seems that they always hold themselves in a high regard and seem to think that they will be different.  I sat there staring at the curtain on my left side while the guy poked and prodded me with his fingers and then stabbed me.  It seemed to take FOREVER!  I was getting fidgety, which would just make it hurt more.  This guy was very nice and kept talking to me even though I only grunted in return.  When it was all done, he proceeded to explain to me why it wasn’t working, and the pattern that usually works to get blood and what worked for my arm. If I didn’t think I was going to vomit, I would’ve asked him to stop his explanation.  I know he was just trying to be nice, but living through it once is bad enough, I don’t need it explained as well.

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  1. mom permalink
    May 8, 2012 11:26 AM

    But there was that one nurse at Dartmouth Hitchcock, who listened to your explanantion, was quite gentle, and commended you for advocating for yourself.
    And the receptionist at the next visit when you asked for the same nurse, who listened, was proud of you for speaking up, and voila you got the same nurse.
    It didn’t happen all the time, but those professionals that listen and therefore know that you really know alot about your own body and procedures, bring hope to every doctors visit!

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