Well after 3 months of going back and forth to hospitals, and having numerous blood tests, Oakley doesn't flinch for needles anymore. He's been pricked and prodded numerous times, and now he just lays there as if it's the norm. Sad but true, poor baby. Anyways today he went for a blood test to check his Epilem levels, and for a platelet count, and the lady who normally does it for us is off sick, so we had to settle for one of the 2 people who've done it before and failed badly, leaving my little boy traumatized and in tears. The lady that usually does it literally does it in under a minute. She gets the needle in first time in his arm, draws the 2 vile's and then it's done. Oakley doesn't even have a clue what just happened. Whereas the other 2, we can go on for 5 - 10 min, and it's not a nice experience at all.
The guy that did it last time back in April, couldn't find a vein in the arm after trying 3 times. Then he decided to try the hand, and he failed at that too, so he went to the other arm and then eventually came back to the hand he just pricked. (I'm of course fuming ready to stick needles in his eyes) Oakley was screaming the room down, from a baby that hardly cries, he let everyone know he had a voice. So after 10 excruciating minutes, he finally just left the needle in his hand and literally squeezed Oakley's poor little hand till he got enough blood in the vile's. My poor baby ended up with a little bruised hand. We complained and this guy had a ''talking too''. So after our experience with him we refused to use him ever again, and our doctor understood our feelings which was nice.
Then our other horrible experience was with a ''experienced'' lady who has been doing this job for 20 plus years, and knows exactly what she's doing....well....she had no freaking clue. We went in, Oakley lay on the bed already expecting what's about to happen as he's done this so many times. So we start looking for a vein, she finds one in his arm. She places the needle in, and nothing. No blood comes out. So she wiggles the needle (and it looks so sore), Oakley is now screaming and not impressed at all. So she takes the needle out, and she tries again. All whilst apologizing and sighing....my mind just saying get on with it...you are torturing my poor baby. She then eventually gets the needle in, and some blood drops out. So her words to me, in all these years (20 plus years) she's never had such a hard time getting blood to flow from a vein. Well....my jaw was on the floor, and I could feel anger taking over me. I was ready to hit her, but I had to stay calm, breathe, and just be there for my baby, calm him down, just get on with it I said. Anyways, so the needle is in his arm, she's now squeezing his arm to get the blood out, drop by drop by drop the blood slowly comes out. She's now balancing tubes, and putting them down and then trying again. (in my mind I'm thinking you really can't do that, because you'll cause the blood to clot, me a Mom of 2 kids, no degree in any medical field at all I even know that blood will clot if left open in the air....breathe I kept telling myself...breathe), so eventually she got enough blood for the tests and Oakley is still crying, we put a plaster over his arm and I just picked him up and got out of there, it took 8 minutes in total...never have I ever met such unprofessional people in my life, no apologies, nothing. I was so irritated. Yes Oakley won't remember any of this when he is bigger, but a Mommy never forgets, and it's just heart breaking that he has to go through this.
We got home and literally 2 hours after the bloods were taken we were called back to say unfortunately the bloods failed as it was clotted. WTF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So we were very angry parents. So we had to go back, thank God our lady was on duty, she literally found a vein, placed the needle in his arm and in under a minute we were done. Why can't the other people in that hospital be as professional as this lady. Surely they should go for lessons with her.
Anyways, long story short we had to go for blood tests today. We got there, and our lady wasn't there. (VERY VERY SAD MOMENT), and we had to have the bloods taken today. So we either had the guy or we had the 20 plus year experience lady. Tough choice. None we wanted to take but we had no other options. So we went with the guy. Who tried so hard to be courteous and friendly with us, and all we said was do it right the first time. So in I went with Oakley. Layed him down on the bed, and the process began. First he looked for a vein, he checked all options first, and eventually he settled on Oakley's little hand, and it was like re-living the first time all over again but this time not as chaotic. The needle went in, and he squeezed his hand to get drop by drop by drop of blood out. Seven long minutes and a few tears from Oakley, he was not impressed. Neither was I because if one lady can do it in under 2 minutes why does it take the rest of them so flipping long. GRRRRrrrrrRRR.....breathe Mommy breathe I kept saying to myself. So distracting Oakley for 7 minutes, and trying not to bop someone on the head, I stayed calm. Then the guy has the cheek to say to me ''don't compliment me yet till I'm done''. WFT...I wasn't going to compliment you at all...you doing exactly what you did the first time. NO comment and after Oakley was plastered up I said Thank You, signed the paper and left the building. Before we left the main guy in the front said to me was that a better experience than last time...I said NO, and then continued to say ''Please tell our nurse we miss her when she gets back''.
So bloods and nurses are not my cup of tea. I'm one very protective Mommy. Don't mess with my little boy. I'll bop you on the nose.
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