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Don't Faint

As a nurse, I shouldn't be nervous with needles, but I'm not usually on the receiving end.

By J. L. GreenPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
Don't Faint
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Tunnel vision straight ahead, my focus pinpoint on the lab tech.

A sour taste in my mouth as bile tries to rise.

Ears fill with a swooshing sound, matching the beat of my heart.

Hands shaky against cool vinyl, moistening insanely fast.

Suddenly, an alcohol swab beneath my nose to clear my swimming head.

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J. L. Green

Hello all. My writing style is a bit of a Hail Mary strategy; I write the stories I want to read and hope someone shares my tastes. Bon appetít and happy reading!

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    Written by J. L. Green