Post by MW on Feb 21, 2005 22:09:01 GMT -5
Giving this its own thread...
From TB:
I have an opinion:
On giving blood: Today I had a nursing student learn how to draw blood for the first time... on my arm. I realize that I'm going to have to get used to this if I want to enter the nursing field... it's pretty much a requirement that you let your friends practice starting IVs on you. However, this girl was booty dancing on a large surly man named William when I walked into the room, then she sat me down in my chair and proceeded to tell me "thank god some nursing courses can be taken online now." Afterwards she started carving on my left arm as if it was a turkey dinner.
Now, I'm thinking, I'm trying to do a good deed here, but maybe this whole donor-recipient confidentiality is a bad idea. I mean, I wouldn't mind getting a card in the mail as a thank you, or perhaps an engagement ring... or perhaps a first-born child. The way I figure, unless you lost your arms in an accident (and that's why you needed my blood) and have not learned how to write with your feet yet, I expect some written letter of appreciation!
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go have my blood meal now.
From TB:
I have an opinion:
On giving blood: Today I had a nursing student learn how to draw blood for the first time... on my arm. I realize that I'm going to have to get used to this if I want to enter the nursing field... it's pretty much a requirement that you let your friends practice starting IVs on you. However, this girl was booty dancing on a large surly man named William when I walked into the room, then she sat me down in my chair and proceeded to tell me "thank god some nursing courses can be taken online now." Afterwards she started carving on my left arm as if it was a turkey dinner.
Now, I'm thinking, I'm trying to do a good deed here, but maybe this whole donor-recipient confidentiality is a bad idea. I mean, I wouldn't mind getting a card in the mail as a thank you, or perhaps an engagement ring... or perhaps a first-born child. The way I figure, unless you lost your arms in an accident (and that's why you needed my blood) and have not learned how to write with your feet yet, I expect some written letter of appreciation!
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go have my blood meal now.
