What does it mean when your blood smells metallic-y? Like old pennies?.....Does that mean you have blood cancer? Because I read something like that once.....o.0.....and it's always been weird like that.....
I am not afraid to keep on living-I am not afraid to walk this world alone..Biting keeps your words at bay,tending to the sores that stay-happiness is just a gash away.When i open a familiar scar,pain goes shooting like a star-comfort hasn't failed to follow so far.And pens and penknives take the blame,crane my neck and scratch my name.-but the ugly marks are worth the momentary gain.When i drive a sharpened object in,choirs of angels seem to sing hymns of hate in memorandum
stupid book.....man, that sure freaked me out.....0.o.....
I am not afraid to keep on living-I am not afraid to walk this world alone..Biting keeps your words at bay,tending to the sores that stay-happiness is just a gash away.When i open a familiar scar,pain goes shooting like a star-comfort hasn't failed to follow so far.And pens and penknives take the blame,crane my neck and scratch my name.-but the ugly marks are worth the momentary gain.When i drive a sharpened object in,choirs of angels seem to sing hymns of hate in memorandum
psht! Too bad I can't use that to PROVE I'm not anemic to my mom.....XD.....she's permanently convinced I am.....
I am not afraid to keep on living-I am not afraid to walk this world alone..Biting keeps your words at bay,tending to the sores that stay-happiness is just a gash away.When i open a familiar scar,pain goes shooting like a star-comfort hasn't failed to follow so far.And pens and penknives take the blame,crane my neck and scratch my name.-but the ugly marks are worth the momentary gain.When i drive a sharpened object in,choirs of angels seem to sing hymns of hate in memorandum
Too bad I HATE needles.....haha! I've actually wondered if I could just.....erm.....get the blood into the tube in a different way.....I mean, it's so annoying to know that I really WANT to get a blood test in general, for various reasons, but that needles make me sick, but that I totally could give them some blood if they'd do it my way.....*wink wink, nudge nudge*.....XD
I am not afraid to keep on living-I am not afraid to walk this world alone..Biting keeps your words at bay,tending to the sores that stay-happiness is just a gash away.When i open a familiar scar,pain goes shooting like a star-comfort hasn't failed to follow so far.And pens and penknives take the blame,crane my neck and scratch my name.-but the ugly marks are worth the momentary gain.When i drive a sharpened object in,choirs of angels seem to sing hymns of hate in memorandum
Yes, well you and I both know there will be no blook giving that way =P
What is it that scares you about needles? The pain or what? If you speak to your doctors and tell them you are really not good with needles they can do all sorts to make you more comfortable.
I dindt find my blood test that bad, but i was distressed at the time and just didnt care. Its really not that bad if you dont look, it just feels like a sharp prick. I know this doesnt help, especially if you dont like needles... but just to let yu know its not that bad :)
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It's always been a big thing for me.....they just make me sick.....not needles as much as veins.....*cringe*.....if they could just stick it in my shoulder or something, it'd be bearable.....and on top of hating this stuff to begin with, I got completely traumatized when I was 13 and had a really bad ED and they got these scary nurses to hold me down because I was scared and cold.....and got tricked into going to the doctor.....and the tiny room was filled with people.....I was in a HUGE fight with my dad for various reasons and he wouldn't leave the room-----I didn't even think he was coming.....he just stood there and stared at me really hard the whole time.....plus the doctor didn't like my mom or me (long story), so I was freaking out anyways.....and about to go into the hospital.....hehe--I told them I needed a little bit of air first, so my mom and a nurse took me out the back door and I tried to make a run for it.....XD.....probably would have gotten away, too, if I hadn't been so sick.....=D
I am not afraid to keep on living-I am not afraid to walk this world alone..Biting keeps your words at bay,tending to the sores that stay-happiness is just a gash away.When i open a familiar scar,pain goes shooting like a star-comfort hasn't failed to follow so far.And pens and penknives take the blame,crane my neck and scratch my name.-but the ugly marks are worth the momentary gain.When i drive a sharpened object in,choirs of angels seem to sing hymns of hate in memorandum
I know. I hvae a phobia of needles and whenever i have a blood test or whatever, the nurses always give me a hard time saying that if i cut myself then i shouldn't be freaked out by a 'tiny needle'.
What does it mean when your blood smells metallic-y? Like old pennies?.....Does that mean you have blood cancer? Because I read something like that once.....o.0.....and it's always been weird like that.....
