A Date with a Vampire
So my vampire was not a sexy man, transformed at the peak of his youth into a specimen of otherworldly beauty and power. And my vampire could not have protected me from anything more dangerous than a mosquito. But she certainly was thirsty, and she had no difficulty draining me of a decent amount of my blood. I rolled into her laboratory, all innocent with my little order slip from the doctor on my lap, and suddenly she gets this glint in her eyes. She rushes off to the back room, where I hear her shuffling through textbooks and calling a vampire reference laboratory to determine the accurate method of blood draining required for the most obscure tests. Then she returns to the room with an evil little smile, and I begin to wonder whether or not this is such a good idea. One by one the vessels for my blood are lined up and I begin to count them. 1, 2, 3, ...12, 13, 14, 15. Ugh! She must be thirsty, we are tying my all time record of vampire blood draining and going for 15 tubes of blood at once. I must give her credit, her aim with the "bite" was impeccable and in just one attempt a solid vein was tapped. And then the harvesting began. I swear I saw her licking her lips as she changed out the tubes, watching them fill with my deep red blood. Finally, about 5 minutes later and a pint lighter I had met the required quota and was patched up with gauze and tape. As she juggled enough of my blood to feed a nest of vampires, I headed for the door before anyone got any ideas for "extra" tubes or "dropped vials". Besides, it is a little creepy watching someone carry around an armful of your blood, even if they are a vampire. My next date better arrange for alternate dining, because I am not a living catering service and besides, it is going to take a bit for me to recoup that donation. :) Based upon the absolute rarity of most of the tests, and the fact that the vials have to be sent out to vampires at multiple testing sites (including U of M and potentially the Mayo Clinic), I do not expect to hear back regarding the findings or vintage of my blood for a week or two. Bon Appetite!
July 8, 2009 at 7:00 PM
Well, at least you had a nice red color to your blood! ?
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