My Visit to the Friendly Neighborhood Vampire Van
I guess you could call it a case of “Blogger see, blogger do.”
The technician who drew my blood was kind and had a great sense of humor. He joked with me the entire time he was preparing my arm, and just before he inserted the needle, he said, “Now make a face as though you’re in a lot of pain. ...”
He had an excellent touch, too. I hardly felt a thing.
Putting my feet up during a busy day:
I join Treppenwitz in urging all locals who can donate blood to do so.