Needles. I hate them!!! A couple days ago I had another Dr. appointment in which they drew my blood. No big deal right? That's the mind set I kept reminding myself before I got to the Dr.'s office. Plus, I would really like to know my blood type. I could have found out in 7th grade biology when we pricked our fingers to do blood tests, but I was too squeamish and had to leave the classroom. So I figured at 24 I had grown out of it. Wrong.
So the nurse and I were sitting in her office, and she was asking me tons of questions about my health history and answering my questions about pregnancy. When that was over she quickly changed the subject and rattled off a bunch of questions about how it went showing my family the pics of our baby. Meanwhile she was tying my arm up so she could start the blood test. (Ugh....I am getting light headed as I write this.) "This should be easy because you have really good veins" she exclaimed.
"Good to know" I said. Then I felt the needle enter my arm. I was OK for a few seconds, but then I started to feel light headed and my hearing was weird. You know the feeling. It sounds like water is running through your ears and everyone sounds far away.
"I think I am blacking out." I said as I started slumping over in my chair.
"Nan! NAN! Get in here NOW!" She yelled to the other nurse. The next thing I new I was surrounded by five nurses who were propping my feet up, calling my name, fanning me, putting a damp rag on my head, making me smell this awful stench to awaken my senses, and putting juice in my mouth. I slowly started to come back to consciousness and was aware of my surroundings again. My body felt weightless and I was out of it. I don't know how long the whole ordeal lasted but I sure got sweaty in the process.
"Did you come alone today?" The nurse asked.
"Yeah" I said. I told Mike he didn't have to come since they were just going to run a few tests and go over my medical history.
"Well we aren't going to let you go home until you are feeling 100%. In the mean time just relax. Eat these crackers and drink some juice and ginger ale."
They put me into another room with a recliner and a fan to recover. So I chilled there for about 30 minutes until I felt good enough to drive myself home.
The worst part is they weren't able to get enough blood so I have to do it again! Ugh. They said the next time they will have me lay down instead of sitting in a chair. Hopefully that works because I don't want to go through another fiasco like that again!