Collapsed Vein During Blood Draw Novels & Stories

Grapie had experienced a hemorrhage, so 400ml of blood was insufficient. However, the nurse dared not withdraw more. “Ms. Willis, are you okay?” she asked carefully. Adeena felt a little dizzy and had trouble sitting up. She supported her head with one arm, took a forced breath, and said, “I’m okay. Continue withdrawing the blood. Saving Grapie is more important.” The nurse made up her mind and withdrew another 200ml.

But this time, I just glanced sideways and saw more than five full tubes of blood neatly placed on the table. I can't stay still and wait to die, letting her drain all the blood from my body. I used all my strength to sit up straight, struggling with my numb arms; my lips trying to open were so painful that they were torn. "Stop, you have drawn more than the allowed amount of blood!" Camelia still looked at me calmly and smiled. "So what?" I panicked inside; I was like a fish just caught out of the water and was now lying on the ground, struggling. My arm just raised, causing the blood draw to be interrupted, which made Camelia unhappy. Immediately, she grabbed my wrist and pressed it down h

“C-Can I not… do the blood test…?” “This is Grandma’s order, Tina.” Samuel pressed Tina down on the chair impatiently. “Or do you like it more when I’m the one drawing blood from you?” If a doctor were to tend to Tina, it would be a normal blood-drawing procedure. But if Samuel was the one doing it, then she would most likely suffer a lot. In the end, Tina finally cooperated with the doctor and had her blood drawn. Her complexion still pale, she stood up from the chair with wobbly knees before collapsing to the side uncontrollably.

He was trying to tilt her still head to the right side. "At least, we have Catherine Hart " Diana added, still not lifting her gaze off her phone. "And we know she knows something. Oh sorry, the fake Hart" She ended with a devilish grin on her face. Anthonia was still fumming with anger. She apologized already yet the examiner refused to continue. He was bent on teaching the students first. "It can maybe be cardiac tamponade. Then you book an OR right away where the surgery would take place. Do you understand? " The examiner's voice came up again. He was gesticulating and drawing circles around the corpse.

Blood coiled through my veins and in my stomach. Why now? Why vanish now? The nurses quickly went to work. One prepared to sterilize the wounds, another grabbed poultices and stitching tools, and a third injected wolfsbane extract to slow internal bleeding from spreading further. Kellan’s breaths were short, rapid. His heartbeat trembled under my hand. He had barely any time left. This was sudden, it was unexpected, unusual, nothing to use in describing the situation; they caught me right in the spot, exactly where it hurt the most.

“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.”

Bright, hot blood is soaking rapidly through the front of my white medical gown, staining the fabric in a wide, horrifying circle. Theo slams his heavy fist against the emergency call button mounted on the wall above my head. “GET THE DOCTOR IN HERE NOW!” Theo roars into the intercom speaker, his voice shaking with a primal terror I have never heard from him before. The double doors burst open. Dr. Evans rushes into the room, followed by two trauma nurses pushing a mobile crash cart. “Her incision site from the biopsy has ruptured!” Dr. Evans yells, pulling back the heavy blanket as the nurses instantly hook fresh monitors to my chest. “The tumor tissue is bleeding internally! Her blood pres

Whose figure was overlapping with Melody’s back? Fatigue came like a tide; in a daze, Christopher could no longer hold on. Before he could find the answer, he had already fallen into a deep sleep. — Time passed. Melody was nervous throughout the whole process, but she made no mistakes. She was so focused, she didn’t notice that her back was drenched with sweat. The part the wooden strip had penetrated happened to pass through the femoral artery. A tiny mistake could cause uncontrollable bleeding. The patient, who was already in a coma, might die.

“It also means he’s got something to hide. I look forward to hearing what it is.” He taps a syringe against the table, flicking the plastic barrel to clear an air bubble. The fluorescent light catches the drop of clear liquid at the tip of the needle. "Get him out of the chair. Wake him up. If his blood pressure is too low, the serum just pools in the system." The guy by the door moves. He grabs the back of my ruined hoodie and yanks me out of the chair. The tape holding my left wrist snaps. The adhesive tears a strip of skin right off my forearm.

I’m shocked considering how difficult he is to stick at Red General. “His right arm is easier than his left. I still had to go deep but I’ve got good flow. Myla, I need you to come get this first tube. Use a syringe to draw the blood out. You need one milliliter for the wolfsbane test, two milliliters for the silver test and a drop to check his sugar levels.” “Yes ma’am.” She responds as she walks over. “I’m sorry Cole. I know you’re already anemic but this round is going to take quite a bit from you. I’ll be monitoring you closely for side effects stemming from the blood draw. I’ve doubled the tests that we can run in-house.” Angela explains.