A few years ago, I was scheduled to have a blood test at my clinic.  It was the day before Halloween so I wasn’t too surprised to see the staff dressed in costume, but I had a little scare when the phlebotomist came in to take my blood.  She was dressed in vampire garb and I had second thoughts about staying there.  Halloween is like that.  It can scare the bejeebers out of you, or unleash a creative spark.  From that experience, I decided to have fun with it and wrote the following poem.

My day started out on a rather weird note.

I was met at the lab by a girl in black coat.
There was blood on her hands and her hair was a flutter.
She rolled up my sleeve. Not a word could I mutter.

I could tell she had recently had a brief taste,
And I knew that my blood test would not go to waste.
She then drew my blood with her knife in its sheath.
She smiled and said thank you with vampire teeth.

I think she was hoping for more to show up,
As she added my specimen into a large cup.
But I have to admit that she did make me nervous.
I suppose she’ll get fired for poor customer service.

Since that unusal experience, blood tests were put on hold for a whole year and I was surprised to find I wasn’t in as bad of shape as I thought I was.


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As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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  1. K.L. Hale says:

    Kathy, this is wonderful! It made me giggle! You are so gifted my friend. Ironically, I started researching some spooky things in my area which led to my post today! And I wrote a little poem about the “Ozarks’ Halloween”. Your last stanza is STILL making me laugh. It’s all good fun! 🤍🤗😁

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    • atimetoshare.me says:

      This really happened to me. I tell ya my life is one comedy sketch after another. Laughter is how I make my way through life. That and friend like you make my days❤️

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  2. hatrack4 says:

    I have often called phlebotomists vampires, but never one who dressed the part. They laugh politely, probably having heard that many times. On TV, they were running a video on the Weather Channel the other day where Michael Myers (the white mask in your photo) was giving free hugs and amazingly, many people accepted. Hard up for human (or slightly human) contact??

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  3. Too creepy! I hope my next blood test doesn’t cause me to experience anything quite as “over the top.” We all need to hang on to our sense of humor.

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