My Vampire Story

The first time I met him was on a Wednesday - post call. He looked awkward at first, quiet, shy and out of place. But once the rounds started he almost too naturally became one of the team. I remember Rita leaning in to me during one of her gossipy moments and whispered, "Don't you think he looks like a vampire, all tall and skinny and pale with that really dark hair?" I didn't really think that.

Well, at least not then.

But today something unexpected happened. We diagnosed one of our patients with bowel carcinoma and booked her for surgical consult. She needed a group and hold and some bloods done before we could transfer her to the regional hospital where the surgical team would take over. I volunteered to do this and started preparing my kit including my favoritest piece of the lot - a butterfly from my stash of saved goodies (Note: A butterfly is the equivalent to a blood taking needle for beginners/dummies). But as I was getting ready to go into her room, he came strutting along slowly looking his usual calm self. 

"Here, let me help you with that," he says to me, taking the kidney dish from my hands. "Oh and Izzy, would you mind getting me an 18G needle and a 20ml syringe please? Thank you." 

He took that humongous needle and gently pushed it into one of her veins. Slowly but surely bright red blood started to trickle into the syringe. It was a slow process but i didn't even noticed. I just remember standing next to him thinking "how could a tall and pale vampire look so sexy doing bloods?" And then my reverie was broken when he asked me for the blood bottles. He took each one and started filling 'em up, and before i knew it, he was done. Maybe it's because i'm still pretty new at this doctoring thing or maybe it's just a girls' thing, but for some odd reason i thought he looked pure sexy doing what he just did. Or maybe, Rita was right and he is a vampire. I mean think about it, only vampires can so effortlessly suck the blood out of people while still maintaining a certain amount of sexiness.

Later that evening, on our way home i said to Rita, "Actually Rita, now that i think about it, i guess he does look a bit like a vampire."

To which, she giggled and declared herself a genius. 

Typical Rita.

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Sidenote: He only picks up the his phone when I call, never when Rita does. There's only 1 of 2 reasons i can think of as to why he would do that:

1). He thinks I'm so hopeless as a doctor that every time I call for help he needs to get back to me as soon as he can before i kill someone. <---- nah, i'm hopeless but I don't think i'm that hopeless. 

2). He likes me more than Rita. <-- Oh yeah, this theory is a winner! =)