On the floor, they called me Cill. “What are the vitals, Cill? or time for your break, Cill.” My other nick name was the Blood Sucker. I was good at taking blood. “We can’t find a vein. Get the Blood Sucker.” I had always been terrified of having my blood taken—my veins were so hard to find. It took a real expert to hit the vein on the first try. Usually, it was hit and miss several times with a lot of digging around with no results. In nursing school, I decided to conquer my fear and practice until I perfected the technique. I found that there was much more to it than just jabbing a needle into a vein…