I had to get a finger prick today at the doctors to test my iron levels, nothing has changed other than I am still severely anemic and need to be careful about standing up to quick, viewing things that make me queasy so I don’t faint.
Anyways the process of getting blood drawn or even a finger prick scared me almost to death. I am terrified of blood and especially needles. I started crying when they told me I needed one done, hysterically. They sat me in the chair and I started sweating and panicking and crying on the verge of fainting, so I had three nurses take care of me. One to hold me up in the chair so I wouldn’t pass out another to hold my hand and talk to me another to prick my finger. After it was done I went out into the lobby and ran to pat holding back tears until we got out side. Ive had a puppy dog lip the entire afternoon. I am so traumatized by the fact they surprised me about having to have that done. Ill be wearing the band aid for another week too. Ugh so scary, hate it! On the other hand pat said he was proud of me for being a brave girl and is getting me a whole new set of makeup :] I deserve it after being scared to death today.
