sawyl | There won't be blood...

This morning's blood test provided the opportunity for a Hancockian exchange with the nurse who, thanks to my impressively low pressure, had to struggle to get her hands on a decent sample:

Nurse:	Just move your arm forward for a moment... [ pauses and fiddles with the needle in my arm ] Hmm. I can't believe I've missed the vein...
Me:	[ because I apologise for everything ] I'm sorry it's being so badly behaved...
Nurse:	It's not your fault. It's just that the blood doesn't want to come out
Me:	I'm sure there's some in there somewhere. There was the last time I checked...
Nurse:	[ triumphant ] It's coming out now! It's such a nice big vein I thought it was going to come spurting out, but it just seems to be taking it's time...

But despite the difficulties, the nurse managed the whole procedure without me feeling a thing: if I hadn't been watching, I'd have had no idea that anything was going on...