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I sit in the chair not thinking about the equipment or whats to come. She enters with a smile a says "alllllright" while holding the instruments in one hand and with the other grabbing a cotton swab form the container. I try not to notice it, the tubes, needle, and rubber hose. I look around and read about nutritional facts and wonder why the cheap industrial ceiling hast fallen already. She begins to tie the hose around me, but before I could faint I ask if I can lay down. "Of course," she says with a smile. She realizes I hate needles and says its ok everyone does and its better to lay down then sit. I lay, tilt my head away as a small needle enters my vein. My blood begins to collect into the tiny tube.
I never have studied what they actually do, ever since a child I just knew that i didn't like it. The idea of needle was frightening but the two second sting of the penetration was what made me nervous. I feel her play around with my arm and say "All Done," as she throws the bio hazards material away. I sit up put on my sweater and leave assured that for some time I wont have submit to another 3ml needle.