I has a Bleeding.

I had a blood test today.  The blood hasn’t been tested yet but they have it… a lot of it. 

I hate needles to a horrible extent, but if you don’t watch them stick the syringe into your arm it doesn’t hurt very much.  My arm still feels as though it’s half dead for some reason, not too sure why.  The needle was in my right arm so that Ican still write with my left.  I need to make sure I mention to them that I’m left-handed every time I get a needle, or they use my left arm by default.

I was given a small spongy ball and told to squeeze it a few times.  The point of the exercise was obviously to strain the arm and make the veins expand so that the whole process would be a lot easier.  I didn’t realise this at the time and squished the ball half-heartedly a couple of times – the desired effect was not obtained.  The lady who was in charge of taking my blood put a strap around my arm and took out a creepy looking needle and put it near my arm and said in a kindly warning voice, “needle sting~”. 

I immediately averted my eyes to something that looked like a microwave but could have been an oven.  Either way the needle still hurt.  I wasn’t looking but I could definitely tell what was going on.  The vein, having not been big enough had shifted away from the intruding needle.  The lady, now moving the needle around inside of my arm trying to get to the vein, was saying gently, “Come on, little vein.. come one, little vein..”. 

After explaining to me why the first attempt had been a failure, I readied myself for another needle in a different vein.  Squeezing the ball a second time caused the hole already in my arm to start bleeding; as I had decided I wouldn’t be wanting any more than two holes in my arm made today and put in more effort.  This time with slightly less difficulty, the nurse managed to steal a small amount of blood required and I was allowed to leave.

It’s the second time for this to happen to me after a needle but as I was going to the car I noticed my ability to hear properly was dropping.  By the time I got to the car my hearing was almost completely gone and the outer ring of my sight was going black and I couldn’t only see through a small circle directly in front of me.  This time I knew what to do.  I flicked the back rest of my chair back so I could lie down and propped my feet up in the dashboard.  Meanwhile, my dad sitting in the driver-seat beside me was like, “…what are you doing?”  It only took around a minute for a full recovery.  Then I spent the next 3 hours feeling like throwing up for some reason.

The first time this happened, I had just gotten a needle of gadisil (or something..) and my father was talking to the doctor.  I was sitting there, slowly losing both hearing and vision but had no idea what was going on.  It wasn’t until my dad got up to leave and my vision hand gone completely black I decided to mention it to the doctor.  That time I was lying down for a good five minutes before I started recovering.  The doctor came back with a jellybaby candy for me, and since then when I go to get needles he jokes and asks if I need another jellybaby. hehe.

I’ve always hated needles but I never used to have any bad kind of reactions to them.  Like.. say, almost fainting.. or nausea.  Maybe somethings wrong with me.  Well the results of the blood test will tell me if there is.

Tags: bleeding, blood test, faint, medical