After a long hiatus of becoming utterly and inexplicably incapable of blood draws/IVs, I nailed two in a row. Solid hits. No hunting, dithering around in the skin, or trying to pawn off the job on nurses because I got cold feet from a string of misses. Just blammo-in and blammo-in.
I also managed to be scrubbed into a surgery for 3 hours without touching my face, knocking something over, contaminating someone else, or sawing off my finger with the Bovie. It was a good day.
A freshly minted IMG diving into residency
About Me
- Ishie
- Pittsburgh, PA, United States
- I'm a triple boarded divorced former-scuba diving former-Californian, Caribbean graduate, working through the world. Incidentally, the views expressed on this blog are my own and do not reflect the views of my employer, my medical school, or any sane person, really.
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2 comments:
ROTFLMAO
A good day indeed!
They say there are no such things as rolling veins. I’m calling bullshit on that. Here’s what you do. Find the vein, pull back on it, and stab it quickly. That way it doesn’t have a chance to roll. Hope this helps.
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