So I had to go get some blood work taken today. Usually the process is uneventful. Today not so much, I suppose it wasn't so much bad service as it just was some minor annoyance.
I go into the lab, sit down and the lab assistant asks me "Are you hungry?" I told her I guess I was a little bit hungry (I was there for a fasting blood test) She then tells me that maybe I should learn to come in in the mornings then. What? I wasn't complaining about it, you asked me a question!
After that she asked me "Which arm do we usually use?"
I told her my left arm. Which is true. I'm in here about every 6 – 8 weeks and they always have used my left arm and the same person takes my blood every time. So she sits down and starts prodding my arm while sighing and asking me if I'm sure. I told her I was. She then decided to just stick the needle in and feel around with that for about 5 minutes looking for a vein. She then sighs again and tells me she's not getting anything and under her breath goes "All this for one vial of blood" and slaps a bandage on the area she tried to get blood out of with no success.
Then she asks me if they have ever used my hand. I said that it has been used a couple of times. Another sigh and she goes and gets a butterfly needle to try finding a vein in my hand. She then rips the bandage off of my arm, and then she starts slapping my hand not the gentle tapping I'm sometimes used to but like actually slapping my hand and then shoves in the needle. While she is doing this she decides to lecture me and tells me that I should learn to remember to tell her that they always used my hand and that they always use a butterfly needle. So I'm not wasting time. I was a little shocked at the moment, so I didn't say anything. I wasn't used to this; she is usually really nice to me. Now I'm left with this weird little sore bubble thing on my hand. But oh well, I hope next time things go way better.