Again in a blood letting project by the red cross in our school I had my blood donated.
The nurse was getting ready to inject the needle in my right arms vein, when it was already inside she moved it for a bit but pulled it out.
I asked why.
She said my veins are small so she had to do it again. So she did and again she moved it around but pulled it out and then she said the same reason.
She did this three times on my right arm until she said she had to get it from the other arm.
She did it for another two times until I told her if she can just stick it to my neck instead. She said it would be painful for me.
I told her what she’s doing is beyond painful already I’m looking like a heroin addict.
Then she said Ok and injected the needle again, moved it around and than goodness she got it right.
I walked out of the place with more than six needle marks. When my friends asked me where I came from I told them I donated blood and showed them my needle marks.
They cringed.
PAKSHET!
PAKSHET! (For those who don’t know what the word means it is a Filipino bastardized version of the cuss f*ck-sh*t)
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