Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Bloody anecdote

After a long struggle against the incredible veinless man, I managed to get enough blood for all many tests we wanted to do. Just as I was withdrawing the needle, though, the plunger of the syringe popped out and flew across the room. Blood splattered all over me, the patient, the bed, walls and floor. Nurse walked in just then, surveyed the scene and concluded that I must have just killed the patient.