This morning I woke myself up bright and early to drive to the Public Health Center. I was told to get there right when they opened at 8 AM so the place wouldn't be "crowded".
8 on the dot and I was the third person there.
"No big deal"
"This shouldn't take long"
"I'll be out of here soon"
oh was I wrong
At 9:30, after I had almost been kicked and my personal space bubble had been burst several times by children, I got called to go back.
At this point I was practically "excited" to get poked with many needles.
Here is the scoop:
My arm was wrapped with a band that pinched, but I took it all in stride. The nurse tapped my arm to try and get a vein to pop up. She then proceeds to practically blame me for having small veins.
PS: I can't control the size of my veins
The nurse proceeds by starting out with a regular needle (only guessing, I'm not an expert yet).
It didn't hurt at all until she realized no blood was to be found. She started poking all around...no such luck.
When she pulled out the needle it felt like she jabbed it in again and I let out an "ouuuuch". She looked at me like I was crazy and says "What's wrong with you?"
Next, she tries a butterfly needle (ah, I learned one). That's better...something smaller!
She goes for another vein and I ask her why she didn't do this one in the first place. She replies with "Well we usually get blood from the other vein because it is bigger" I couldn't see a vein there at all. I did notice the second one she tried on from the get go. I would have gone for the second one first...but hey...I know I'm not a nurse so I will shut my mouth.
This one took...success!
I have only had blood drawn once before in my life (that I am aware of).
I remember getting very dizzy.
Guess what?
It happened again.
It isn't the sight of blood or the needle. I can handle all of that. I'm a fan of the gross stuff.
It was just the fact that I had lost blood. My body can't take it I guess. 10 seconds after she started taking my blood, I felt VERY dizzy. She asked me if I felt okay and I just kind of sat there in a daze and let out "I don't think so". She told me to tuck my neck in to my chest and breath.
It didn't really help, but it was eventually over and I didn't pass out!
*Snaps for Rachel*
....
Moving right along.
Time for the TB test.
She injected my forearm with a tiny amount of something. It formed a little bump on the surface of my skin that went down after 20 minutes. I go back in 2 days to see if I have a positive or negative result. So far so good. It hasn't raised.
And lastly, I got a meningitis vaccine.
I think today was a test not only on my patience, but for nursing school.
I learned what NOT to do.
I can forgive the poking and jabbing and not finding a vein business.
I know I will make several mistakes while I am learning and in the future.
BUT, I cannot forgive the way I was treated and talked to.
The nurse was downright rude to me.
Show a little compassion next time, PLEASE!
I had dinner with Lindsay tonight. I finally got to see her new apartment! It looks great and I'm glad I got to see her =)
We ate Hibachi and it was delish.
Flowers I got Lindsay