IN A LITTLE WHILE I'LL BE GOING in to have blood drawn for tests in anticipation of a doctor appointment next week. Getting blood from my arm is almost akin to the proverbial getting blood from a stone. I'm very difficult. If I can get out of there with three or less pokes, I'll be lucky. Invariably, they end up getting it from the top of one of my hands. Once, several years ago, I submitted myself at a local clinic in Utah for a blood draw and two phlebotomists took turns trying to get blood from me and failed miserably. “My cat can get blood out of my arm better than you guys,” I said in exasperation. “And she doesn't do it on purpose. You people are actually trying and can't do it.” Needless to say, I do not look forward to this procedure, and I wonder why anyone would want to make their living poking people to draw their blood. As part of their training, they probably have to read Bram Stoker's novel ‘Dracula' or at least watch a movie version. He's been a character in almost 300 films, so he obviously is a popular fictional anti-hero. Do these blood drawers watch Dracula movies during their leisure hours? Do they have ancestors in Transylvania? Do they avoid garlic, even with Italian food? I will be thinking of these things while she is poking me later, to distract me from it all. And why is it always females who fill these positions?
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