I'll chime in on the woozy-about-needles bit. I get more than woozy, actually; I suspect what I do is go into a state akin to shock. My breathing changes, my blood pressure drops (once a blood donation center had to revive me to fill the bag), I get sweaty/clammy, the whole nine yards. Passed out in Army inprocessing once. Right in the middle of the hallway -- thud. Heh. Anyway, I'm another one. :)
Another good distraction is talking to the technician about stuff. I had a glucose tolerance test not too long ago (just lovely for us needlephobes) and the tech told me all about the really cool vacation he'd just had. That worked pretty well!
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Date: 2004-08-10 02:43 pm (UTC)Another good distraction is talking to the technician about stuff. I had a glucose tolerance test not too long ago (just lovely for us needlephobes) and the tech told me all about the really cool vacation he'd just had. That worked pretty well!