tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079026847028038729.post1435362603554592375..comments2023-06-14T06:12:57.732-05:00Comments on The Wonderful World of Liz: Enough Excitement for One DaylizShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02545210941031470270noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079026847028038729.post-50766145818741714202009-02-27T12:44:00.000-06:002009-02-27T12:44:00.000-06:00Awww, Liz, this is so sad! I couldn't help laughi...Awww, Liz, this is so sad! I couldn't help laughing at your descriptions though, and I think that you should just print this story when you send your complaint to Quest Diagnostics. Perfect.Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10997346747438945283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079026847028038729.post-67205847663982305232009-02-27T11:52:00.000-06:002009-02-27T11:52:00.000-06:00"Moles never lie"??? Freak. Hands down."Moles never lie"??? Freak. Hands down.Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12647745639114002845noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079026847028038729.post-85612949980807590692009-02-27T09:09:00.000-06:002009-02-27T09:09:00.000-06:00ugh dana! the most i've been stuck for an iv was ...ugh dana! the most i've been stuck for an iv was five. one by one nurse, two by another, and two by the anestatist. (sp?) i'd get bossy after 11 too!! that's outrageous. and usually i insist on a butterfly stick no matter where. i have awful, itsy bitsy veins, and i get dehydrated uber fast, so going in fasting yesterday meant the pretty bad odds for a stick. i told her to use a butterfly, but, obviously, she wasn't listening. after all, she's the <I>professional</I>, she knows more about my veins than i do, the layman. i mean, the affrontery of me! telling her about my veins! <BR/>and thanks ashley.<BR/>and i didn't do anything bruce. i'm perfect. duh.lizShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02545210941031470270noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079026847028038729.post-65898625325783810032009-02-27T08:14:00.000-06:002009-02-27T08:14:00.000-06:00what did you do? your clearly being punished. its...what did you do? your clearly being punished. its gotta be carma.Brucehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18393933542909707916noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079026847028038729.post-71691091153628466512009-02-26T21:19:00.000-06:002009-02-26T21:19:00.000-06:00I insist on a butterfly needle in the hand! Thanks...I insist on a butterfly needle in the hand! Thanks right phlebotomist person Butterfly...In the Hand... Should I spell it for you? Oh damn just give me the needle I'll do it myself. (Those were literally my last words to someone attempts to take my blood.)LOL! It takes longer but isn't nearly as painful as (and I'm wrinkling my nose)as digging around in the arm. <BR/><BR/>I started getting bossy after a nurse stuck me eleven times trying to get in an IV. 11! I get downright mean about it as soon as they start slapping around trying to find a vein all the while my blood supply is backing up and my veins are becoming painfully distended.<BR/><BR/>Bless you Liz! You deserve a big, long break. :)Dana Cherylhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13015202853572167592noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079026847028038729.post-78664120629648355322009-02-26T19:43:00.000-06:002009-02-26T19:43:00.000-06:00Ow. So ow!Ow. So ow!craftyashleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00601454517957445469noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079026847028038729.post-86841648921788615092009-02-26T18:13:00.000-06:002009-02-26T18:13:00.000-06:00oh, and yeah, they got the blood. thank all that i...oh, and yeah, they got the blood. thank all that is holy!! and yes, i've fainted, but never from getting poked. it's always something like dehydration or pain (as in kidney stone pain or some such).lizShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02545210941031470270noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079026847028038729.post-65707816711076958652009-02-26T18:12:00.000-06:002009-02-26T18:12:00.000-06:00i have almost fainted while blood was being drawn ...i have <I>almost</I> fainted while blood was being drawn once when i was eighteen. i was giving blood to the red cross for the first time ever, and i didn't actually go under, the walls just sort of spun, and everything got shimmery. they put my feet above my head right away, and did cold compresses, and made me eat a bunch of cookies. this lady didn't really do anything when i started getting woozy. she just left me there to do some other stuff, said she'd check on me in a couple of minutes, and i don't really remember her leaving the room, i just remember being really nauseated, things getting shimmery and unfocused, and the lady frantically trying to revive me while i was all slumped over the chair thingy's arm rests. my arm was totally numb from the position it was in. and yeah, five minutes! my left arm is way better too, but this lady doesn't listen. i have a FRECKLE, you see, and that's ALWAYS the best place to draw from. OBVIOUSLY.lizShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02545210941031470270noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2079026847028038729.post-4249105791561782282009-02-26T17:33:00.000-06:002009-02-26T17:33:00.000-06:00You fainted? Have you ever fainted before? For fiv...You fainted? Have you ever fainted before? For five minutes???? I would have called an ambulance. They got the blood though right?<BR/><BR/>Digging=bad<BR/><BR/>I always insist they use my left arm because they ALWAYS have to dig on my right arm. My left arm the vein pops up right away, and says "hello, get the blood here!"timpani76https://www.blogger.com/profile/02616963163699950161noreply@blogger.com