Quest Diagnostics

Who gives five stars for an appointment to get blood drawn? It sounds crazy, especially coming from me, the person who’s so deeply terrified of doctors that it took a full 8 years to elapse before it seemed reasonable to schedule a routine checkup. So, here am I, in need of blood work and dreading the date like it was my own funeral. While it did take 30 minutes for me to be seen, I was so utterly paralyzed with fear that I could have probably sat for half a day without noticing.
I warned my phlebotomist right away that I wasn’t going to be an easy case, but she was wholly unperturbed. Down the hall we went, to a room with a reclining chair to catch me in case I should faint, although I’m relieved to report that it was ultimately unnecessary. It took only one jab, and it didn’t even bruise, days later– A small miracle since my skin is whiter than a sheet of computer paper. The technician even went out to reassure my escort that I was taking so long because I had died, but because I was using the bathroom afterwards.
I deeply regret not getting her name; I’m so grateful for her skill and geniune kindness.