Thanks, S.C. Yesterday I broke down, and I needed to. Today I was brave.
I looked at other labs under my plan and walked into one, just to see the space. Small, one room, empty, perfect. I wound up giving 8 vials of blood and finding my new angel, who also has anxiety and says she'll do all my bloodwork.
Life is amazing. So freaking scary but there's so much good. Today I'm trying to be proud of myself. That was huge and now I feel like I have a safe haven. Plus, that's the MOST blood I'll have to give at one time. (I made hubby tell me how much I gave after.)
My thing is keep reaching out. Don't settle for crappy docs or therapists. Don't be scared to admit you're an apprehensive patient. It feels crummy sometimes, I feel like a big baby, but who cares. I rock at other things. If people don't get it, I go elsewhere. Most of the time, but admitting your anxiety, you can connect with people even more....this woman happened to have been on meds and really struggled, and admits she still does. She loved that I was funny and
open. I thanked her to no end, and told her how much her job has an impact on helping others. It does!!!
So for now, all is good. Thanks so much for writing in, S.C. I'm really glad we've connected