Doctor Blood

I've been a nurse for twenty years. In that time I have learned not to say I've seen it all. There is always something new. I've seen people die fo no reason and others live who had no business doing so. But I've never seen anything stranger than Doctor Blood.

His name is actually Doctor Vorick, but we call him Doctor Blood because no one is faster or more accurate with diagnosing blood diseases. What no one can understand is why such a gifted hemetologist always works the graveyard shift.

Just last night I took a blood sample to his lab. The patient was seriously ill from blood poisoning from an unknown cause, and the attending physician had ordered hourly blood draws. When I arrived at the lab Doctor Vorick was nowhere to be found. I thought perhaps he was in the cafeteria so I used his phone to call down, but he wasn't there.

As I replaced the phone he came in the door. "Forgive me", he said, "I just stepped out to get a drink." I gave him the blood sample and returned to my station. I had barely gotten there when he called with the test results.

I asked him how he always got the tests done so fast. "I have a good sense of taste", he replied.