body horror, medical
Phlebotomist: How’re you doing?
Me: tired
P: Ha! Yeah, I’m tired too.
My eyes go black. Ooze starts pouring out of my ears, nose, and nail beds. My skin, flesh, and sinew peel from my bones under their own weight, pooling upon the pale blue vinyl floor.
Me: not like this
medical, blood, labs
If I asked my phlebotomist next time I’m in to draw an extra plain vial for me to take home as a souvenir is that…
professionally forbidden,
or creepy and bad of me to ask,
or could I luck out and get someone down to clown & will give me to have a more sanitary and safe way to use blood in art pieces? 🤔
