At the hospital I noticed that the laboratory technician assigned to me seems jittery and nervous. I cracked a joke to make him a bit comfortable (or probably to make myself comfortable) I was already seated beside him with my arms on the arm rest…ready, while he was busy preparing his equiptment, test tubes and syringes. I was establishing small talks… just to ease him…then suddenly a big CRASH…he dropped the testube rack with test tubes inside! Not cool! I briefly smiled to him and said…Are you okay? He replied nerously replied he is…but something told me he is not. He apologized and I patiently waited for him to clean up his mess… When finally he is ready, he tied the rubber tube tightly around my arms and checked for the veins… I think he stared at my arms for a good 3 minutes…tapping it. I asked…“You can’t see the veins?” (My mistake! I shoudn’t have asked anything) he replied “yes”… When he was about to poke me with the syrnge…I noticed his hands where trembling…I just closed my eyes and prayed. Then it was over (Thank God). It was horribly painful! The 3 seconds seems 3 hours. At least its done. I had been having blood works done quarterly for 2 years now…and this is the most painful I have experienced…
At home I removed the piece of tape and cotton on my arms and…I saw the biggest bruise…Wallah! I have a big Picasso on my arm!