Vein Collapsed While Drawing Blood Novels & Stories

He pulled out a sterile surgical kit, a portable heart monitor, and three thick bags of universal synthetic plasma. "He has lost an incredible volume of blood," the doctor muttered, his hands moving with blinding, desperate speed as he inserted a thick intravenous needle into the heavy vein on Julian massive forearm. "His blood pressure is practically nonexistent. I am going to flood his system with plasma to keep his organs from shutting down, but I have to extract the bone fragments and rebuild the arterial wall right now." Arthur Vance stood in the corner, his arm wrapped protectively around Elena. The old professor looked completely devastated, watching the terrifying king of the underwo

A suffocating, near-death sensation suddenly seized me, and everything went black as I collapsed onto the donation table. The needle was yanked sideways, and the blood began to flow back. Ms. Ritter shoved me hard and impatiently pulled out the needle. "I'm drawing your blood—can you just stay still? Now I have to stick the needle in all over again!" When I didn't respond, a flicker of disgust crossed her eyes. She pinched the needle and jabbed it viciously into my arm.

But black veins snaked across her pale skin, spreading like poison just under the surface. They looked wrong and unnatural. “What the fuck is that?” I barked, rushing closer. My chest hammered as I stared at her still form. Why was she so still? Elara didn’t flinch at my tone. Instead, she picked up a needle from her tray, flicked it once, and leaned over Mia’s arm. With the calmness of a healer, she pricked one of the swollen veins. Dark, almost tar-like blood oozed out slowly. Panic crawled up my throat. Goddess, what was that?!

My head snapped towards the screen to see the numbers racing. "Nora, what happened?" I questioned, my voice tightening. Her face went pale. Her gloves were streaked with blood. "I-I-made-" "Did you nick the iliac vein?" I asked, almost yelling as I gazed at her. She staggered backward, returning the gaze with a horror dancing on her feature. "Get me a clamp now!" I ordered. Within two seconds, a clamp was placed in my hand, and I worked fast, sealing the bleed in seconds.

He seemed to calm some after that. I stayed by his side as he fell asleep. I watched carefully as the black veins began to recede further. I watched the wound on his shoulder start to leak the black fluid that was in him. I grabbed a basin to collect it. Trying not to touch it. I wanted to collect it and test it. I figured this would be the only chance of collecting this substance.

Doctor Phillips was truly easier to talk with rather than Doctor Aznar. Doctor Phillips laughed briefly at her answer as he applied the tourniquet on her mid-upper arm and she winced. He asked her if it’s too tight and Emily nodded and so, he told her to make a fist and she did. He then checked her veins, putting pressure as he pressed on them. When he finally decided to draw blood from the right arm, he took out an alcohol pad and gently cleaned the puncture area. He brought out a butterfly needle with a syringe and punctured the skin and vein with the needle, he made sure her skin was tight for her to feel less pain. As he pulled, blood then went inside the tubing.

I shouted. One of the medical team finally nodded. One of the team members opened their medical kit and grabbed two needles and a long tube. The medical aid set me up, and blood began to pour into the needle immediately. I watched in horror as her veins were very prominent now. Which only meant that her body didn't have a sufficient blood supply. The other medical aid connected the tubes to Haley's arm, and soon my blood was pooling into her body. I felt a quick moment of relief. She'll be ok. I kept telling myself.

“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.

After handing out oxygen to the new intakes and setting up their drips, I made my way over to Kami’s brother. “No!” I gasped in shock. The red sores had begun spreading down his neck, soon he would fall into a coma and die. There was no chance to hesitate, I had to risk it and give him a vial of my blood. I looked around, nobody was looking in my direction, I quickly withdrew some blood and swiftly injected it into Kami’s brother’s tiny and pale arm, “Please work!” I mumbled fervently. “Doctor, over here!” an energetic voice called out as another one of my patients collapsed as red sores rapidly spread out across the back of her neck.

she replied. Clutching tightly at her arm, he then said, “Listen to me, Vee. I need you to use your hand and work with me to bandage your wound.” Vivian had already calmed down after getting used to the darkness. She knew there were a lot of arteries and veins in the human thighs. Once injured, it might lead to massive blood loss and eventually, death. She did not want to die yet, or at least, she did not want to die here. She asked calmly, “Is it an artery or a vein?”