Needles… ugh!
I have a fear of needles. Actually to be more specific, I have a fear of getting poked by anything sharp. This, of course, includes syringes. Lately, it seems that getting “poked” has been part of my daily routine. Blood work here, vaccine there, vitamin shot here. I think my body can now be compared to a human pin cushion, well at least my ass.
All nurses seem to have very similar technique though. They say, “Ok on the count of 3. Are you ready?” Then they say, “Now deep breath… 1… *poke!* Where was 2 and 3? If Big bird taught me anything it’s that counting from 1 to 3 involves more than the number 1. And we all know Big bird doesn’t lie, remember Snuffalufagus?
I guess there is a good thing to this phobia. I will never get into drugs* that require it to be injected. I don’t like it when nurses are administrating shots to. It wouldn’t make any sense that I would administer myself a shot. I get goosebumps just thinking about it.
Note: I don’t condone drug use of any type. Trust me, my head is already pretty messed up. Drugs wouldn’t be able to do anything worse/better.
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I feel your pain. I have had so many blood tests in my arms my veins are dialated. So they take blood out of my fist.
atleast the nurses didn’t ask you if you wanted to use one of their teddy bears to hold while they give you the shot…damn those nurses!!!
jonathan: ouch!! dang, if i had to go through something like that. i would absolutely die. ok well, at least faint.
g: actually a teddy bear would’ve been really nice. damn it i hate shots.
hey rich…so march is coming up. and uh…I know ur ’special day’ is close…ummm…care to remind me what day exactly so I don’t forget?! (I know it’s NOT the 12th!) LOL…strange how I can remember EVERYONE’S b-day except yours…wonder why that is!