I hate blood tests! Not because they hurt, but because the doctor/nurse/phlebotomist can never find the vein to get the red fluid to start. I recall being taken to hospital after an operation and after quite a few attempts by the aforementioned personnel no one could get anything from me. Finally a doctor came and explained I was going to need a femoral stab, this he explained was a groin area needle to get access to a vein. And so I lie still while he attempted to legally ‘stab me’. He failed, and so some superior being was called, who managed to get a direct line into my vein in my hand. To make life easy they put a cannula in, this would be beneficial for giving drugs and taking bloods apparently! Another time at my own GP I was a whole hour having blood with once again various professionals trying. In fact they brought my wife from the waiting room, and offered me tea!
So you can imagine how I feel every year knowing they are going to have once again to try for bloods. And last week was no different as I entered the white clinical room. The young lady asked which arm they usually take it from, and I simply replied “Either or my hand whichever is easiest”. The first arm refused to show any veins as she tapped and prodded my arm. Moving to the second arm, I wasn’t too confident but she managed first time to get all the blood she needed. My only problem was the tests required wasn’t all I needed and because they had come from a hospital in a different county, they couldn’t add anything to the form. So I now need to mention it at my appointment in August.