I have had my blood pulled here countless times, no problem. This time, omg. She stabbed me so hard I yelped, and when she bandaged me, she pulled the tape so tight that the pad, that is SUPPOSED to lie flat on where she needled poked me to prevent blood from flowing out, was bunched up. I was walking out, I was in the lobby trying to put my phone in my purse and I noticed something dark had spilled on the dark navy fabric. Guess what? It's my blood, just flowing away, down my arm, into my purse, onto the floor. Someone in the lobby helped me pound on the door to get help, the manager, I think, directed me back to the same girl, I should have refused, who tried to clean up the mess with those tiny wipe. She rebandaged me, at mt request, I had to ask, and that was even worse, my skin is folded up on itself. I'm old but golly gee, girl. I finally said, "Enough!" and left her for the bathroom where wasn't any paper towel, only TP to clean up with, then left madder than a hatter, having to hold my hand on top of the bandage flat against my skin on the way home. My purse is in the wash, thank God it's fabric and not leather or Quest would be replacing it. Stay away from room 7. read more