Danoff
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Ok, a little background info here. This is a full background on my history of issues with blood, since it's relevant to my story about today's adventure. I've cut myself and bled many times besides what's mentioned here, but this is all I know about my presumably psychological issues with blood.
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~12 years old
Slice finger right down the center to maybe a half or quarter inch from the tip. Basically the fingernail was split in two and a decent amount of blood was involved. Afraid that my parents would stop letting me use the hatchet, I hid in the bathroom to try to bandage it myself. I woke up on the floor of the bathroom having passed out and hit my head on the lip of the bathtub. I didn't totally know what happened, but I realized that I had fainted (didn't know why). I recovered and went on with life. That's the earliest memory of my issues with blood.
~15-16 years old
Needed to get blood taken to fill up the little medical viles on a bi-monthly basis. I never got used to it and ended up having to keep a trashcan handy for fear of vomiting. I usually would have a nauseous reaction to the process. I made sure not to look at it and to try not to think about it. I did this for a year or so.
~17 years old
Pretty serious injury to the back of my head. Needed stitches. I had blood all over my shirt and hands, my hair was soaked with it. I never had any problems with the blood. I guess I was mostly in shock, but I only mention it because I figured after that there was no way I'd have more problems being around blood. Afterall, that was pretty serious.
~18-19 years old
Had wisdom teeth out while awake (though numbed). The teeth were extracted via the "pliers" technique and I was fully aware of the torques and yanking that was occurring because I had to compensate with my neck to keep my head in place. After the procedure I sat up, went white, passed out on the dentist chair and woke up a second later to the sound of nurses running in to get me oxygen.
Current - 27 years old
I hadn't had my blood taken in a long time, and I wasn't looking forward to it. I figured the worst that would happen is what happened 10 years ago. I'd get nauseous, but I'd just try not to focus on it. Afterall, it was just a little medical vile.
Well I didn't focus on it, I didn't watch as the nurse drew my blood this morning. Afterward I started to get nauseous. I figured it would pass in a minute. But it didn't. I started to feel dizzy and announced that I needed to lie down. I went over to a couch and lay down in time to watch the tunnel vision close in. When I woke up I was spitting up a minor amount of vomit. Within seconds of waking up I was perfectly fine - walking, no nausea, no dizziness.
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Each time I pass out I only stay out for a few seconds. I know this because I know where people were and what they were doing before I was out, and based on how far they were able to get in that amount of time I can tell that it wasn't long. Each time I wake up I'm pretty much completely fine. Everything is normal, no more symptoms. What bothers me is that I just today had the most serious reaction to blood that I've ever had, and it was something that I didn't even look at, that only took maybe 30 seconds.
The other thing that perplexes me is that I've seen much more blood than I did today, even coming from myself, and not had a problem. I also don't have a problem with shots or any other sort of needle.
Basically I don't get it. I'm sure it's psychological but I can't think of an incident that caused it to start in the first place. Anyone know how I can stop this? It's fairly annoying.
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~12 years old
Slice finger right down the center to maybe a half or quarter inch from the tip. Basically the fingernail was split in two and a decent amount of blood was involved. Afraid that my parents would stop letting me use the hatchet, I hid in the bathroom to try to bandage it myself. I woke up on the floor of the bathroom having passed out and hit my head on the lip of the bathtub. I didn't totally know what happened, but I realized that I had fainted (didn't know why). I recovered and went on with life. That's the earliest memory of my issues with blood.
~15-16 years old
Needed to get blood taken to fill up the little medical viles on a bi-monthly basis. I never got used to it and ended up having to keep a trashcan handy for fear of vomiting. I usually would have a nauseous reaction to the process. I made sure not to look at it and to try not to think about it. I did this for a year or so.
~17 years old
Pretty serious injury to the back of my head. Needed stitches. I had blood all over my shirt and hands, my hair was soaked with it. I never had any problems with the blood. I guess I was mostly in shock, but I only mention it because I figured after that there was no way I'd have more problems being around blood. Afterall, that was pretty serious.
~18-19 years old
Had wisdom teeth out while awake (though numbed). The teeth were extracted via the "pliers" technique and I was fully aware of the torques and yanking that was occurring because I had to compensate with my neck to keep my head in place. After the procedure I sat up, went white, passed out on the dentist chair and woke up a second later to the sound of nurses running in to get me oxygen.
Current - 27 years old
I hadn't had my blood taken in a long time, and I wasn't looking forward to it. I figured the worst that would happen is what happened 10 years ago. I'd get nauseous, but I'd just try not to focus on it. Afterall, it was just a little medical vile.
Well I didn't focus on it, I didn't watch as the nurse drew my blood this morning. Afterward I started to get nauseous. I figured it would pass in a minute. But it didn't. I started to feel dizzy and announced that I needed to lie down. I went over to a couch and lay down in time to watch the tunnel vision close in. When I woke up I was spitting up a minor amount of vomit. Within seconds of waking up I was perfectly fine - walking, no nausea, no dizziness.
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Each time I pass out I only stay out for a few seconds. I know this because I know where people were and what they were doing before I was out, and based on how far they were able to get in that amount of time I can tell that it wasn't long. Each time I wake up I'm pretty much completely fine. Everything is normal, no more symptoms. What bothers me is that I just today had the most serious reaction to blood that I've ever had, and it was something that I didn't even look at, that only took maybe 30 seconds.
The other thing that perplexes me is that I've seen much more blood than I did today, even coming from myself, and not had a problem. I also don't have a problem with shots or any other sort of needle.
Basically I don't get it. I'm sure it's psychological but I can't think of an incident that caused it to start in the first place. Anyone know how I can stop this? It's fairly annoying.