Blood

by David Yehudah, Bellflower, CA, USA

I had to go to the hospital today for another round of blood tests. The nurse (phlebotomist?) was young and pretty; my favorite kind.

She said, "How are you, today?"

I replied, "I was doing fine until I had to come in here and get stuck full of holes." Just kidding, you know.

I put my elbow up on a small wooden wedge and extended my arm.

She said, "It's just a little prick."

I said, "No fair; you peeked!" I yanked my arm back just in time. She drove the needle halfway through that wooden block, hacking with it as if she were chipping ice for a martini with an ice pick.

Touchy woman, that.

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