Give it back!

I had a blood test today.
panicI’m a bit squeamish about needles, and in the 90s had a funny turn in the surgery afterwards and they had to pick me up off the floor.
Since then, I always warn the nurse that I may fall over, so they either lay me out flat to save time, or allow me to sit quietly for a few minutes until my circulation fills the gap.

My body doesn’t like to give up anything without a fight. My veins tend to run for the hills as soon as the swab is produced and it takes a while before one comes out of hiding sufficiently long enough for the deed to be done.
fearIn Lincolnshire, blood tests always meant fasting for 12 hours, and the amount drawn varied. One time the nurse produced what looked like a pint syringe and proceeded to fill 8 little phials. I did hit the deck then and wish I’d done that before she stuck the needle in!
I bruise easily and a year or so ago I was sporting the worst case of body discoloration in  my life . The nurse had missed the mark, made 2 another attempts and eventually went in sideways with what felt like a knitting needle.

Today I had to go to the hospital. Not a fasting blood test this time, apparently for type 2 diabetes that only needs to be done once a year if it’s felt to be necessary, so I’d had breakfast and my morning cuppa.
The nurse was lovely, very chatty and professional.
The strap went on, the swab came out, and the needle went in. I felt the prick and the usual temporary stomach-dropping lightheadedness (if that’s not a contradiction in terms), then the cotton wool was attached with clear tape and I was done.
We talked about the dog for five minutes, and I was on my way with no after effects.
In fact, I felt so good, I took Maggie for a walk before I went home.

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About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have an elderly dog called Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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12 Responses to Give it back!

  1. colinandray says:

    Totally relate! I simply hate needles………. and the difference between a nurse who is concentrating on what she is doing, and one who who is “elsewhere”, is remarkable.

  2. Capt Jill says:

    I hate needles too! Hope you don’t have to deal with that again for a long while.

    • Next one should be September, and possibly a fasting one. Diabetes check up on Monday so the results will be in and we go from there. Should be OK though.

      • Capt Jill says:

        I hope so. I hate going to the doctor, but my job insists on a yearly physical now. It will probably force me to ‘retire’ MUCH earlier than I’d planned for. Used to be only every 5 years. I was hoping to get at least that long. But with the price of oil so low, I could be fired any minute and not much hope for finding another job in this industry at this point. So, I avoid doctors as much as I possibly can, they LITERALLY hold my entire life in their hands (and I am NOT sick!, even tho they tell me I have diabetes- that’s only because they changed their definition of diabetes a few years ago).

      • I thought that too, the diabetes definition thing. I was told in 2011 I was borderline type 2, and control it all by diet. My sugar, blood pressure and weight are under control, tho my cholesterol was higher than my (foreign) GP liked, and he tried his hardest to get me on statins. Change of area and I don’t have to fast for my blood test every time apparently, and my cholesterol was down almost 2 full points. Check up tomorrow. Hope it’s good news!

      • Capt Jill says:

        I hope it went well for you! I think the ‘authorities’ (doctors included) don’t know nearly as much as they think they do. I don’t like the idea of taking any drugs I don’t absolutely have to. They ALL have side effects. Seems most Drs are pill pushers.

      • They seem happy to treat the symptoms rather than find out the cause (probably because our previous surgery didn’t have a clue!)

      • colinandray says:

        I would suggest that the medical profession in general treats symptoms rather than establish the cause. Sadly, with drug companies inherently involved, it is in their (drug companies) best interests to find only a treatment as a business future is secured. Once the cause has been identified and eliminated …. no more business. It is always interesting to hear about the millions being pumped into cancer treatment but where is the publicity about investigating the cause??? At the risk of being cynical, but with the history of the tobacco industry in mind, I could quite easily be convinced that big business (and the inevitable political liaisons) are stalling research efforts. Perhaps its the oil industry? Cell phone industry? Plastics? Food?

  3. I start IVs all the time. With nervous patients, I tell them that I know how they feel, that I don’t like needles either. In fact, I say, if you come at me with a needle, I will be on the floor. They usually snicker a bit on that one, then I drop the bomb shell … it’s okay, I tell them, to close your eyes, cause I will … (silent count to the) … then they look at me with the most astonished look! THAT is when I slip the needle in and they aren’t looking!

  4. scifihammy says:

    Glad it went well 🙂

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