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Needle talk
I stuck a needle into someone's arm. Like, an actual person's arm. Not one of the fake arms. A real arm. I'm still shaking. Or, actually, the shaking probably started after. I was told I was steady. Holy fuck.
I drew blood from a real person...
And I did a great job.
Holy. Fucking. Shit.
Needle talk
I wasn't supposed to. I still have a few fake arm sticks to go. One of the instructors decided to throw me under the bus and declare me ready. I guess he was right.
Tomorrow should be fun.