Diary 
Sophie Harrison
The first time I took blood from someone it came as a surprise to both of us. All medical students must learn to take blood at some time during their course, but phlebotomy – like other skills requiring the use of sharp instruments – is usually left until the third year. A supplementary class I picked at the very beginning of my studies, however, turned out to include a practical lesson in blood-taking. ‘Next week,’ the lecturer announced, ‘we’ll be giving you a chance to try out venipuncture for yourselves.’ After a short pause, as the meaning of the term ‘venipuncture’ sank in, everyone gazed dully at their desks or out of the classroom window: medical students affecting casualness, a sure sign of overexcitement. The six of us were thrilled. Putting needles into people’s veins falls into the category of ‘real medicine’.
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From the LRB letters page: [ 22 September 2005 ] Simon Barley.
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