My blood test is tomorrow morning. 9:20AM.
After a suspected wait of a few weeks before starting any medication, it looks like I’ll be starting them much sooner. I am terrified of having the needle in me. I can handle them taking the blood. Blood doesn’t bother me. I’m just undeniable petrified of needles.
It’s so bad that when my Nan called to announce my appointment tomorrow, I broke down instantly. I’ve been psyching myself up all day and night for it, but I’m so afraid of the initial ‘poke’ that I’m unsure if I can go through with it.
We managed to get my doctor to give me the test instead of the nurse, which we weren’t sure if he would considering how busy he gets. But he’s doing it first thing in the morning. Fun.
It turns out I don’t have blood tests every three months. It’s one follow up test after three months, and then they’re yearly. So I have less fretting each year.
I’m debating on whether to get the blood drawn as soon as I go in, and then have my blood pressure/weight/ect done afterwards. Just so I don’t have time to back out of it after getting everything else checked.
I’m fairly certain only one tube will be taken considering they’re only testing 5/6 things, so it’s a plus to have it in for as short amount of time as possible. And I’ve heard it hurts less than a dental needle, which I’ve learnt to handle.
Besides, if I can cope with feeling them stitch my gum up after an awake-surgery (the numbing wore off), then I’m sure I should be able to get through a quick blood test (this seems to come across as somewhat lightly, but we all know I will breakdown for too many minutes).
Hopefully I should start the medication within the next week, providing my psychiatrist gets the prescription out quickly, and maybe I’ll finally start getting better after too many years of suffering.
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I’m glad to hear that you’re going to get the medication sooner. Good luck with the blood test, it’ll be a piece of cake.
I hate needles too.
Blood tests are never fun. I usually cope by making sure I’m looking the other way and concentrating on breathing. Sometimes I grind my teeth really hard to distract myself from being jabbed.
It’s always such a relief when it’s finally over.
Wishing you peace of mind.
With my own diagnosis, I’ve had to have a lot of blood drawn. I hate needles and pass out at the sight of my own blood being drawn. I tell the people right off of my fears and they’re usually very nice about it. I just look the other way and babble the whole time and they’re OK with it.
Seriously, it’s just a little “pinch” and a few seconds then it’s over. Be honest with them and you’ll be OK; they’ll work as fast and painless as possible. It actually gets easier with every visit.
Good luck!!