Odd to think about it now,

more than two decades since a bag

of blood failed to connect with a tube

and spilt over the chair, the floor and you.

Not knowing what to do we watched

it spread until the practical nurse

produced saline to remove the stain

and make it better, no harm done.

Just then the young doctor, Priya

popped her smiling face round the door

wanting to share the doughnuts she’d

bought to celebrate passing her exams.

Everyone laughed and enjoyed the fat,

the sugar, and the oozing sticky jam.

Those days there was always a party

in Haematology, always someone 

who’d passed another exam.