blood draw

As she drew my blood I said
I bet you hear a lot about now I can
stop fasting and drink some coffee.
She smiled and said yes.
The first blood vial filled.
She needed four.
I don't drink coffee she said.
I tried and didn't like it.
The second vial vampired me.
She said when my uncle comes to visit
I make him coffee. My mother says
who made this coffee? It's too strong.
I have to confess I did she says.
The third vial slurps away.
But my uncle likes it strong.
My grandmother complains too.
My grandfather says nothing. He
likes coffee no matter what.
The fourth vial is full.
Okay she says. Go have your coffee.
We laugh. I say I always like talking with you.