I often will not go back to a doctor the second they want to start poking &amp; prodding me. It’s been a few years since I had any tests done &amp; it’s been keeping me up at night. Today I said enough with the overall anxiety. A few minutes of intense anxiety leading up to a blood draw is nothing compared to what keeps me up at night wondering if I have some chronic illness that could be prevented if I didn’t pass out at the sight of blood/needles. 

So, I did pass out. It was embarrassing. I didn’t know where I was for about 30 seconds - but it all came back to me like it always does. Now I’m wearing the bandage from the blood draw &amp; it’s wild how proud I am of the bandage.