We all know that bravery is not defined by the lack of fear, but rather by moving forward despite the fear. Or in the case of a sweet four year old girl, by sitting perfectly still and allowing techs to stick a needle in her arm yet again. This girl does not let doctor stuff bother her. She is a perfect patient. Calm, compliant, she is able to follow instructions that make her doctors jobs easier. As I mentioned before, when we went for the first blood draw last Monday she watched with curiosity and no fuss. We went back on Friday for part two. It did not go so well. Despite her easy nature, it is very difficult to find a vein with her. I very much appreciate the fact that the techs listen when I tell them she is hard, but even the best intentions don't always translate to success and such was the case on Friday. The first attempt she didn't flinch, even when they slid the needle in an out and around to try and find that tiny thread of a vein. The second attempt was okay with a little whimper with the probing needle. The third attempt she held it together until they started moving that needle again and then we had some whimpers and almost held back tears. Three pokes and we walked away with no blood and having to come back again.