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01-27-2008, 02:49 AM
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When we were learning to draw blood samples in school I got paired up with the morbidly obese cow that just happened to be deathly afraid of needles.

Before making my first attempt, I asked her why she was afraid. She responded with, "Because every time I get a shot, or blood taken, the needle ends up breaking or bending!"

I figured she was just being a dramatic little turd, so I went forward. Right as I got the needle in, she let out a tremendous "aaaaaaaaaack!" and swung her left arm in a large arc. The needle broke off, she popped me in the mouth with her economy sized hand, and blood sprayed every where.

She pretty much ruined my scrubs.

The worst part? I received a lower grade thanks to the stream of profanities that flew out of my bloody mouth. Why? Because we were being graded on Bedside manner.

EDIT: The worst part was having to make a trip to the hospital to have the blood drawn out of my already tender arms [we had been practicing all week]. Because her blood sprayed into my mouth/left eye, I had to be tested for diseases.
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