Tuesday, December 13, 2005 Stanley Williams
After my first couple drug studies, I got used to blood draws. I got used to distracted techs poking around in my arms, looking for veins and missing the mark. Sometimes the vein would pop, and there would be a bruise. It was frustrating to wait and wait, knowing that you couldn't go anywhere 'til they got done, while they dug around in there. I'd always want to grab the needle myself and be like, "Here, dammit. Jesus-God. What kind of asshole can't find a vein?" posted by Frenz | 12/13/2005 05:34:00 PM
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