This week on Wednesday morning, it's our turn to take blood in class, class five and class six. The teacher said that after getting up, you can't eat or drink water. Instead of running on the playground, you can go to the physical examination room to draw blood.
I felt fine at that time, but as soon as I entered the examination room, I began to worry. Watching the students of class 6 draw blood and press the cotton swabs to go back to class one after another, I became nervous. At this time, I saw the sports committee member of class 6 come towards me after drawing blood. Another student and I quickly held him and asked: 'does it hurt to draw blood? 'as he moved his arm, he said to me:' it doesn't hurt at all! I said: 'is it really not painful? What do I think of that? Two students just went out in pain with cotton swabs on their faces! 'he added:' it really doesn't hurt. It's a dog! 'as soon as his voice fell, his active arm accidentally knocked off the cotton swab. As a result, the blood came out all of a sudden. He went to the teacher quickly, and the teacher gave him two more cotton swabs, which stopped the blood. I couldn't help being more scared.
Time flies. The student in front of me has finished drawing blood. It's my turn. I timidly walked up, carefully stretched out his hand, but also subconsciously shrunk. At that time, my heart was pounding. The blood nurse took out the bandage and stretched my arm. I saw her holding the catheter in her other hand. She took up the iodine solution and applied it on my blood vessel. I closed my eyes. After a while, the needle went into my blood vessel. I felt a little pain, but I didn't hum, let alone shed tears. I slowly opened my eyes. My blood was flowing slowly into the blood container along the small catheter. After a while, the blood nurse skillfully pulled out the needle and gave me a cotton swab to block my wound. Five minutes later, I let it go. I often breathe a sigh of relief, but it doesn't hurt very much.
Although this is a small experience of blood drawing, it left me not only small painful memories, but also enlightens me: victory is in the last moment of persistence! Today, it's my first time to draw blood, so I'm very nervous.
When we got to the hospital, we hung up and went to the blood test room on the second floor to check the blood. I put my hand on the pillow and an uncle tied my hand. I really wanted to cry at that time. My mother comforted me and said: 'don't be afraid, don't hurt, be brave. 'mother covered my eyes with her hands. Uncle stabbed the needle in, but it didn't hurt at all.
Through this matter, I understand: do anything to be brave, in order to succeed! Blood 450 words to start school, but I was sick. My mother took my hot hand and ran to the hospital in a hurry. My heart is a thousand unwilling, because I am most afraid of blood. To the hospital, not many people, hang up the number, my mother took me to the pediatric clinic.
I was treated by a woman doctor with glasses. The doctor asked: 'do you have a fever? 'yes,' I answered. 'I've been taking some medicine for a few days? I said: 'I had a fever yesterday. I ate Shuanghuanglian. "Here, look at my throat." and the doctor took out a small piece of wood and pressed it down on the base of my tongue, and told me to call 'ah -' ". After reading the throat and listening to the heartbeat, after all the work was done, I heard the last word I wanted to hear, 'go and have a blood test. 'I had no choice but to go to the blood test. The aunt there told me to draw venous blood. I didn't quite understand it at first, but later I learned that it was pumping on my arm instead of pricking my finger.
I suddenly became nervous and irritable. After all, it's to stick a needle into the skin! It must hurt. In addition, this is the first time to draw venous blood, the heart is even more bottomless. It's my turn. I can only walk over and ask the aunt to take blood gently. But looking at the long needle, my tears came out a little bit. When my mother saw me covering my eyes in such a hurry, she only felt a stabbing pain for a while. Then she comforted me and said: 'OK, OK, it's OK. Don't you think it's ok? 'I gradually calmed down and found that it wasn't as painful as I thought, it was just a psychological effect.
The experience of drawing blood made me understand a truth. In fact, some things are not as difficult as I imagined. As long as I can face them bravely, I will be stronger in the future. I can't shed tears easily. For the first time, 250 words of blood were drawn. Last night, I had a stomachache first, and then I had a fever. This morning, my father and grandmother took me to the maternal and child health care hospital. We took the elevator to the fifth floor first. I vomited everything I ate in the toilet. Later, I asked the doctor. At first, I thought I was just going to test the sputum. When I got there, an aunt dipped a cotton swab into a bottle. There were some white substances in the bottle, and the aunt took a blue plastic. Because my father was touching my head, I didn't know what it was. Later, I felt that my fingers were very painful, and then my father's hand was taken away from my head. I found that blood gushed out from my fingers. The aunt took a tube and pumped the blood into the tube. I felt very painful, so I cried loudly. Grandma put the cotton swab on my finger. After ten seconds, grandma took the cotton swab away. It's strange that the material touched my wound and my wound healed. However, I was still in pain and didn't stop crying. There is still a little red dot up to now.
Today, I feel it's very painful to draw blood. I don't want to be drawn any more. The first time I took blood, 800 words. I'm extroverted, and I'm a tomboy. But when it comes to blood drawing, I'll talk about blood color change. Just the crying of those children in the hospital makes me shiver, not to mention really taking blood for me. But I didn't expect that this terrible thing came to me!
Greedy, I ate the expired food in the refrigerator, and I had a terrible stomachache. No way, my father had to take me to the hospital, a blood test sheet let me into hell!
I don't want to sit in front of a doctor in a white coat and a white mask. I try to be calm, but my heart is like a rabbit. Under the doctor's gaze and dad's urging, I stretched out my arm with the slowest speed and let the doctor tie on the cold rubber belt. Then the doctor took out a disposable needle, inserted a bright needle, pulled my hand, let me clench my fist, and patted my arm. Every time I patted, my heart was shaking, and my fear was stronger than that.
The doctor seemed to want to test my psychological endurance. After saying this, he searched for another half day to find a relatively small blood vessel. Then he took a cotton swab and dipped it in some alcohol. As soon as I touched my arm, I instinctively began to struggle, shaking my head desperately:'Ah & hellip; & hellip; No, don't, who knows that the seemingly young doctor is like an 'old witch' at this time and says in a loud voice: 'don't move, if the needle is folded in the arm, you have to operate! 'the threatening words made me calm down, and I encouraged myself secretly: 'I'm not afraid, it's no big deal, don't move around & hellip;' before I had time to divert my attention, the needle went in, oh! That's a pain! The pain and tension made me cry out: "ah! My father was very distressed beside me. He pressed my arm and said: 'it's going to be ready in a minute. Hold on! insist! '
I've never experienced such a long wait, 'one second & hellip; two seconds & hellip; three seconds & hellip;', and the time seems to have solidified. I can't help praying secretly: 'God bless you, finish it soon. In the future, I will study hard, listen to the teachers and parents, finish my homework on time, and don't talk in class & hellip; & hellip; 'while I was talking in my heart, the best voice in the world rang out in my ear:' OK! After I finished smoking, the cool cotton ball was pressed on my arm, and a smiling face appeared in front of me. Just now, the fierce doctor kindly said to me: 'yes, it's so brave! 'My father also gave me a thumbs up. I took a long breath and thought of my performance just now. I was embarrassed and laughed.
A small blood test experience, left me not only the 'pain' memories, it also enlightens me: victory in the last moment of persistence!
Hebei Baoding Jiying school six blood 400 words' Xinqing, Xinqing. "Ding Yuqing in front of me said eagerly," blood should be taken for physical examination this year! &Rdqu the content of this page is provided by "read. 4" hw.com.CN ”Push o; 'ah? 'when I heard the news, I got goose bumps all over and didn't believe it,' really? "Of course it's true. All the first graders have taken blood. Can we not take blood. 'Yuqing continued. Hearing Ding Yuqing's affirmative tone, I was even more nervous.
In the afternoon, it's our fifth grade physical examination.
In the past, the distance from the classroom to the complex building was very close, but today it is very far away. On the way, as I walked, I thought: the blood drawing doctor must have a ferocious face, wearing a white coat, holding a sharp syringe, and staring at us ferociously. As soon as I think of drawing blood, I think of several idioms, such as "bloodthirsty" and "drinking blood like a feather". I can't even think about it.
Finally came to the complex building, I looked at the physical examination of the project, really have blood. Those brave boys saw that there was blood drawing, they cheered up and laughed at some of our timid girls who were afraid of blood drawing.
I was terrified to line up in the blood team, and soon, it was my turn.
I sat down on the stool in horror, and my hand trembled to the table. It was a woman doctor who drew my blood. She looked very kind, but the moment she took out the needle, I couldn't help shivering. The physical examination form in my hand was also made into a 'ball' by me. The needle went into my vein, and I cried out in pain: 'easy, easy! 'but you have to put on a calm face. Finally, the blood was drawn. I use cotton to cover the wounds that hurt from time to time, and I cry bitterly in my heart.
When I got home, I cried out that I would never draw blood again! Blood 450 words this year is 2013-02-24, I have been 13 years old, but I found myself becoming more and more timid, in the second class in the morning, teacher Liu told us to take blood first, in the physical examination, take & hellip; & hellip;. Blood, I was startled, to the lobby door, I saw some of our classmates said it hurt, some said it didn't hurt, made me dizzy, one minute, two minutes, three minutes, passed, not to me, I had to jump in the queue, I don't want to avoid so long, to me, I stood next to Wu Zehao, saw a needle sharp, slowly insert him Meat, I saw he was very strong, did not shout, to me, I sat down, took out my right hand to the nurse, but, I dare not, the doctor said don't look, he covered my eyes with a hand, I forbeared, but did not expect, the nurse said no, change the left hand, I pulled up the sleeve, the nurse saw I was very nervous, said: don't be nervous, I saw a needle Slowly into my meat, bleeding, success, the doctor said: no pain, right? I said: no pain, he said: Yes, you just nervous like the sky fell down, nervous, I saw standing next to me