I had inexplicably become the week's IV Ninja, having been asked to start a number of difficult ones. Apparently I am more accommodating than Best Paramedic on the Planet who always seems to have 5 (minimum) other tasks to accomplish before he can get to it. I have learned to trade tasks, such as requesting vital signs or medication for one of my patients. This usually works well.
I came out of the 3rd room within 45 minutes after my latest success to, "Did you get it? Did you get the labs?" Yes, and yes.
"But I think that's it", I said. "I am probably out of Hail Mary's for the day, maybe even the week."
"Indeed", said Partner sagely. "Like heartbeats, there are only a finite number of miraculous IV starts. You never know when it will be your last, grasshopper".
True. Karma is a bitch.