My veins are a pain. They're tiny, kind of deep, and slip around under the skin. There's one vein in my right arm that's fairly easy, and the best way to get any blood from me is with a pediatric needle, but for some reason they always want to try my left arm first, and will never believe me when I say to use the pediatric needle, until they've tried several times with the adult needle and made a mess. (Sometimes, literal mess. As in, totally missed the vein, hit an artery, blood spurting out mess.)

don't look but not really phobic about needles. DH likes to look. of course, when the did both his hand and foot surgery he wanted to watch that to.

I can sit still through all the rooting around for a vein

I can't help but let out a sympathetic "nnnglrgnlll!" Yikes.

ita, I don't even know what to say after all you've been going through except I wish you no head pain. Ever. Anymore.

I'm pretty sure if my mother were reading this, she would have passed out by now.

It's weird. I can watch medical shows, no problem. I help out with injured people at roadside accidents. I'm the one you call when you need something gross done. Nothing like that bothers me.

Jason and Amy stabbing Eddie for blood on True Blood? Watch from down the block, much less from the hall. Can't do it.

I like watching medical stuff. It's kind of cool. I particularly liked the doctor who diagnosed my mitral valve prolapse -- when he did the ultrasound of my heart, he turned the monitor so that I could see it and explained to me what he was looking at from each angle. Including the view of my atria, which he looked at and commented, "Well, you don't have Marfan's." To which I responded, "Isn't that kind of obvious?" Clearest symptom of Marfan's is a tall, lanky build, that sort of frame that looks like you've sort of been stretched out. I'm 4'10" and roundish. But being able to see inside my heart was neat.

I had given almost 6 gallons of blood and was a platelet donor before I had to stop, so I clearly have no needle issues. I do have issues with incompetent stickers. They can only use my left arm now, and the good vein is deep. I know I'm in trouble when someone starts randomly feeling around my arm for a vein. The vein where there are already 50 needle marks, moron. Then they go for the hand, where the veins are tiny and roll. Like Hil's, they need the smallest possible needle, and sometimes when I tell them that, they either won't believe me or get pissy about it.

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I once saw the inside of my bladder when it was being scoped. That was SO COOL. I could see the openings where the ureters connected. And we saw no lesions (which was the fear) so it was also fun. It's nice to have a medical test and get the "looks good!" right away.

The only bad thing about it was trying to pee afterwards. I REALLY had to go (because I drank a lot for the test) but everything was a little spazzy so I couldn't. People kept knocking on the door to see if I was ok. OH THE PRESSURE!

I've got no problem with gross medical stuff. When my mom had bypass surgery when I was six, there were a few times that she asked me to change the bandages on her leg, and I had no problem with that. Thought it was kind of neat, actually. (She didn't ask me to do it too often, just a few times when the bandage accidentally came off when my dad was at work. She couldn't bend over enough to reach it when she also had the incisions in her chest healing, and my sister was way too grossed out.)