Listening to your body combined with healthy lifestyles are weapons not to be overlooked. But the tool par excellence to detect the organization’s disorders remains the blood sample … except that you must first find the right vein!
From my arms and leg amputations due to severe septicemia, the veins I have left are very un cooperative.
A little before the end of my rehabilitation, a pain at the end of the stump of one of my legs had pointed out. To rule out the possibility of an infection, a blood sample had been requested by the sentence. Each morning, for a whole week, the nurses had relayed themselves to my bedside. On several occasions, they had planted their needles in my flesh by alternating my two stumps of arms to find a good vein. I had time to feel the pain fading at my thigh cut before a single blood vial could be sent to the laboratory.
Like everyone else
If 13 years ago, I had been able to save myself from this sample, a nurse would have to succeed in taking me blood, sooner or later. Despite the sudden illness that took part of my four members, I am fortunately healthy. But to remain so, I must, like everyone else, take routine examinations in addition to monitoring for hypertension that I inherited in my discomfort.
My lover and I used to make an appointment at the pharmacy. It costs around thirty dollars, but we don’t find ourselves in a crowded waiting room that exchanges viruses of the moment. The service is personalized and it’s fast.
Well, it depends for whom.
For my spouse, the vein is instantly identified and the tubes are filled immediately. For me, this is of course another story. Although I have rather translucent skin and you can see my bluish network through, my veins are thin and flee as soon as a needle is approaching. When they finally hold one and the blood starts to flow, the tubes do not fill up quickly enough and are thrown, unusable.
Luckily, or because of much more traumatic and painful experiences, I am not too sensitive.
Nevertheless, I consider myself lucky when, in the end, a vein finally decides to cooperate, even if to get there, I have to go home with a dozen bruises on my arms.
Lately, my spouse and I had new blood to do. On CLIC Santé, simply select the service, enter your postal code and choose between “free of charge” or “with and free of charge”. Why not try freely this time?
Experience
In Trois-Rivières, the Cloutier and Saint-Joseph centers are back without an appointment, but, if we are waiting to wake up in a good morning with the motivation of going there in our own free will, we will never go. So I made an appointment at the nearby local service.
When we arrive, we are greeted by a nice gentleman of a certain age. All smiles, he tells us the place to come. The atmosphere is calm and there are few people waiting. The lady who takes our prescriptions is a retired nurse. She explains to us that, since COVID-19, the center located on Jean-XXIII boulevard continues and employs retirees.
In turn, my spouse takes place on the chair. I feel like I know the nurse who takes care of him. Then, before I have to look for more in my memory, she recognizes me. It is true that I have very distinctive signs that characterize me at first glance. Retired nurse from the alarm clock in the hospital, she had taken care of me during the amputations. She had also replaced her colleague and friend who had undertaken to bring me a real coffee every morning in a real cup. What a privilege!
Unsurprisingly, the three tubes quickly filled the blood of my lover and, before the labels were placed on it, the other sampling station was released. I sit on the second chair which is very close to a door ajar.
While I savor the breeze and the nurse prepares her equipment, I wonder if I have to warn him of the challenges awaiting him. I have already felt like I was stress instead of helping. But the lady is not at her first bit and I decide to get started.
On my short explanations, the nurse of the first station joins ours. The nice lady who passes after my lover is not in a hurry and readily agrees to wait a little. Together and at first glance, the two retired nurses succeed in locating a good vein. When they find that the blood flows drop by drop, they persevere and slightly raise the wings of the butterfly -shaped needle. Mission accomplished!
Six hits have been collected and, since then, no news, good news. The next times, I will certainly take up an appointment in the same place. We saved sixty dollar and the service was impeccable.
It is felt that they are people of experience who are there because they want to be there.
