Stick it in your arm *warning about needles and blood*
I don't hate getting blood drawn by a needle, but I have had some bad experiences before. Only once can I remember almost fainting. It was after a night of drinking and being up late. My blood was so thick it oozed like tar into the container. It took so long to collect half a vial that they nurse stopped it there and took it out. It wasn't until after the needle was out that I became woozy. A few deep breaths and half a bottle of lemonade and I was fine.
Now I think it is a matter of trust. I prefer to know the person drawing blood. I prefer to have the same person draw blood - if I like how they do it they could draw blood for as long as they needed. Stick and re-stick me with needles, I'd be fine. If a get a novice or someone who can't deal with my turtle veins (they like to hide when scared or cold) it usually turns out bad.
Today in class we started sticking needles into each other. Its okay that is what the class is for. I waited to be drawn until last in my group. Which meant I ended up with the girl I know nothing about and whose skill and manner I was confident of. Sure enough it turned out badly. She didn't get the needle in far enough. She then proceeded to freak a little and while turning to get gauze or something she moved the needle back and forth in my vein. After she took the needle out with out drawing any blood I started to feel lightheaded then nauseous. Lay head down. Need water but can't drink in lab. Can't walk out the door to get water. Time passes and I swagger to the door. The cool air greets me and I sit down and drink half a liter of water. I remembered the rescue remedy I had in my bag and took some.
I felt like crap all day - even now I feel drained and emotional.
I talked to Littlebird about why I was feeling the way I did today and then worried later that she will be afraid of needles. I told her I would be brave again next week - and regardless of the outcome I think I need to pretend I am ok afterward.
Now I think it is a matter of trust. I prefer to know the person drawing blood. I prefer to have the same person draw blood - if I like how they do it they could draw blood for as long as they needed. Stick and re-stick me with needles, I'd be fine. If a get a novice or someone who can't deal with my turtle veins (they like to hide when scared or cold) it usually turns out bad.
Today in class we started sticking needles into each other. Its okay that is what the class is for. I waited to be drawn until last in my group. Which meant I ended up with the girl I know nothing about and whose skill and manner I was confident of. Sure enough it turned out badly. She didn't get the needle in far enough. She then proceeded to freak a little and while turning to get gauze or something she moved the needle back and forth in my vein. After she took the needle out with out drawing any blood I started to feel lightheaded then nauseous. Lay head down. Need water but can't drink in lab. Can't walk out the door to get water. Time passes and I swagger to the door. The cool air greets me and I sit down and drink half a liter of water. I remembered the rescue remedy I had in my bag and took some.
I felt like crap all day - even now I feel drained and emotional.
I talked to Littlebird about why I was feeling the way I did today and then worried later that she will be afraid of needles. I told her I would be brave again next week - and regardless of the outcome I think I need to pretend I am ok afterward.