Learning about patients as a phlebotomist
“I swear to God, if you come any closer, I will kill you,” said the 30-something year old, arms as wide as bazookas, eyes as piercing as the very needles I was about to stick him with. He was hooked up to IVs on every limb, had tubes coming out of his nose and going down his throat, but other than that, he was about as physically fit as anyone I’d …
Learning about patients as a phlebotomist
