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Favorite Bathrooms

  • Home Sweet Home
  • When I'm @ someones house: the one farthest away from the crowd
  • @ the Mall: Macy's (as public bathrooms go this one is very nice)
  • If I can't make it to Macy's...JC Penney's will have to do (they recently remodeled so it is better than it was. I don't know why they didn't ask for my input???)
  • Monterey Bay Fish Grotto in Monroeville has a great bathroom
  • Ponte Vedra Inn and Club, My fav place to vacation, their rooms have the most wonderful bathrooms

Helpful links

  • FREE Crohns Disease Support Network
  • Find a Toilet
  • Medical Alert Restroom Access Pass

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Did I Mention That I HATE NEEDLES!!!

I keep telling myself that I should stop hating needles, after all they are a big part of my life so I should just accept them, learn to love them, enjoy their purpose in my life. So go ahead and stick me with a needle, take some blood, find out what is wrong, and stick me with another needle full of medicine to fix the problem. Whats not to love??? Nope, not gonna happen. I hate needles no matter what their purpose and that hate was reinforced today. I went to have my blood work done and I heard those dreaded words again “Your veins are so tiny”!!! As I mentioned in a previous post these words are usually followed by a traumatic needle experience. So here we go, make a fist, rub, rub, rub, tap, tap, little pinch………….hmmmmmm I must have missed……..let’s try your other arm. Rub, rub, rub, tap, tap, tap, little pinch…………hmmmmm I must have the needle in funny…….(ya think cause if feels like your using a crochet hook)…..wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, yes it must be in there funny because its coming out so slow and strange wiggle, wiggle, wiggle,……..finally one tube filled……only four more to go……….Uggggggggggggggggg.

Love, Laugh, and always know where the nearest bathroom is


Ragamuffin said...

you know, i guess i'm quite fortunate in that i don't mind needles. when i was younger and was poked more often (because my disease was more turbulent), i was scared like any other child. but i started challenging myself to be the most badass patient my nurses had ever dealt with, and it didn't take long before i'd convinced myself as well. now i consider myself an esteemed veteran of poking (as are you, i'm sure!), and when i'm in the chair/bed i pump my fist, point to the vein that i want them to use, and hawk-eye my arm as the needle goes in with this attitude of, "i know what i'm doing; do you?"

since i started that practice, no one has missed :)

Lindsey said...

I have to get humira injections and I still have to close my eyes and let my stepmom or Thom do it. I can't do it at all.

Sweetpea said...

Hi Ragamuffin, That is a great strategy, I never gave it much thought but the phlebotomist may pick up on my anxiety and perhaps be over cautious which can lead to needle trauma. I will try your technique the next time. Thanks!

Hi Lindsey, My sister in law who works in a doctors office and is very awesome with a needle gives me my Cimzia shots every four weeks. I can’t bring myself to do it either, plus they burn and sting so badly. She has started injecting me with Lidocaine before the Cimzia. I love it, I don’t feel a thing now. Just had them last night.