Collapsed Vein During Blood Draw Novels & Stories

The pain was sharp and quick but I could feel the pressure of the needle prodding my skin, which lasted about three minutes. “Alright I’m done,” He announced I opened my eyes to see him placing a piece of cotton and some tape on my arm, he must have noticed the look on my face because he added. “It’s to stop the bleeding,” He threw away the garbage and got up from his stool again. “The blood work is going to take a couple of hours, so if the two of you would like you could stay here or leave and come back,” Doctor Crowell explained picking up the tubes full of my blood.

She obliges and opens it. Lily took a deep breath as the nurse prepared her for the blood draw. She extended her arm, and she skillfully inserted a needle into her vein. The process was quick, though Lily’s nerves made it feel longer. The nurse collected the blood into sterile vials, ensuring that it would be properly handled for analysis. After about twenty minutes of sitting out there, alone, bored and doing nothing, the technician from before comes out and smiles positively at her. "Please come with me."

But I have to keep a low profile for now as promised. The nauseousness shoots through me as I lift the patient's arm and the chemical stench of medicine hits my senses. I carefully puncture the big arterie, only enough for a thin line of blood to start running. It takes forever when I can't leave any traces and I have to suck to get the blood out.

“You’ll lay down and I’ll insert this needle between your vertebrae to collect cerebral fluid. Done correctly, you shouldn’t feel pain. You might feel pressure, and could later develop a slight to moderate headache. That’s normal. I want to let you know that you’re a brave young lady for doing this. You could possibly be helping thousands of young women and men like yourself in the future. Any more questions?” I shook my head. “No…let’s get this over with.” *** I was drained by the time we reached the spinal tap portion of the tests. Dr. Hemsworth drew blood until I grew lightheaded. I wished I could say that was the most blood I’d ever seen, but the aftermath of the Breeder Selection Ceremo

“Five hours.” “Good. You’ll need them.” He walked out before she could answer. The case was messy from the start. The patient had rolled his SUV three times on the highway. Spleen rupture, liver laceration, collapsed lung. His blood pressure was tanking faster than the anesthesia team could stabilize him. Sawyer moved like he had done this a thousand times. Calm. Precise. No wasted motion. “Clamp,” he said. Vanessa handed it over without looking. Her hands were steady.

“Yes, Mr. Xander.” The medical staff were led down to the basement by Gavin. The basement door opened, then closed again. “What are you doing? What are you trying to do?” Skyla struggled violently as she watched the doctor and nurses approach her. Gavin stood off to the side. Then he walked over and struck her sharply at the back of the neck. Skyla, who had been thrashing just moments ago, lost consciousness and collapsed to the floor. Gavin looked at the stunned medical staff and said flatly, “You can proceed with the bone marrow aspiration.”

I pinched my chin between my thumb and index finger. “She has been drained of blood, and she needs it replenished quickly if she is to recover. I will get her a blood bag and be back. There are supplies in that drawer. Clean her arms and legs. I’m not sure which vein will work best.” I nodded, went to the drawer, and pulled it out: iodine and cotton balls.

I kept wondering what could be going wrong, I really couldn't understand what was going on as much as I tried. Not long after the doctors left my room, a nurse and one of the doctors came back. The nurse politely asked me to lie down in a comfortable position, with my arm extended and my palm facing up. She cleaned the area of my arm where the blood will be drawn with an antiseptic solution, which will help to reduce the risk of having an infection.

I swear, I’ll kill him. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Evelyn swaying, her face pale and her steps shaky. A second later, her knees gave out and she collapsed. Right into my lap. My heart skipped a beat, eyes wide as I caught her. For a moment, everything else disappeared, replaced by one terrifying thought that something might be seriously wrong with her. “Let’s take her to the other room. It’s just the effects of the blood draw,” the old woman said, but I shook my head.

He reaches over and grabs his medicine bag and proceeds to pull out the equipment needed for the blood draw. Her body jolts as Doc punctures her at the bend of her elbow, locating the vein to draw blood from. He collected a total of three vials of her blood, labeled them with her name, and then took his seat in front of me again. “I believe that whatever magic that was used to bring that girl back has drained her. She is physically wiped out. Let her rest in a quiet place and monitor her. If nothing happens or if she doesn’t wake up by tomorrow morning give me a call.