Putting My Fear of Needles to the Test

Putting My Fear of Needles to the Test

I used to pass out at the sight of blood. As a toddler, I saw the blood from my mother’s suicide attempt. The images from that night will forever be 10-second flashbacks in my brain.

Fainting was my body’s way of protecting myself from more trauma. As I grew older, I would feel nauseated whenever I saw anyone get hurt or had a needle come at me. Needles draw blood.

Trypanophopia is the fear of medical procedures involving needles. Hemophobia is the fear of blood. I have both.

It wasn’t until I gave birth to my first child that I began to deal with my fears. Having a 10-pound baby who needs to be delivered via cesarean section will do that.

There are times you must push through your fears. I mothered my children through immunizations, skinned knees, nosebleeds, broken arms, and surgeries. Motherhood pushed me through my fear of needles and blood.

With multiple autoimmune diseases and their needle-filled treatments in my future, this was a blessing.

Last week, however, the limits of my fears were tested. Along with my intravenous immunoglobulin (IVIG) replacement therapy for Lambert-Eaton myasthenic syndrome, I had trigger-point injections scheduled for my psoriatic arthritis.

I don’t like medical appointments taking up my life, so scheduling multiple appointments for the same week seemed like a good plan. That is, until I had one day that included nine needles! Two needles were for my inflamed index finger and six were for my trapezoid trigger points to help my back pain. The last needle was for my IV for that day’s immunoglobulin infusion.

I was already sweaty and exhausted from the trigger-point injections when I arrived for a third infusion day. Prior to that day, I’d had five infusion-related sticks. A blood draw, a missed IV poke, and a good IV poke marked the first IVIG day. My second IVIG day included another missed IV poke, and then a good one. On the third day, the same nurse felt the pressure not to miss. Thankfully, she didn’t.

I’ve talked with other autoimmune patients who say they can’t get past their extreme fear of needles. They stay on the most basic of meds because they can’t be in the same room as a needle without passing out. But to be on the biologics and infusions that are vital to slowing the progression of our diseases, we must deal with the needles and our fears.

My heart broke for one patient whose hands were twisted from arthritis. She said that she is only on methotrexate because she can’t even think of a needle without getting all sweaty and passing out. Some forms of arthritis, if left to only the basic treatments, can attack internal organs. Needles sometimes can mean a matter of life or death.

I’ve come up with my own coping skills to deal with needles and blood. I never look at the needle; I concentrate on something else. It’s not easy. I’m sure my foster mother would be impressed that I’ve come so far. When I was a child, she would have to pick me up off the floor after I had passed out from a shot or a blood draw.

Anxiety UK has a great booklet that describes why people have a needle phobia and suggests some first steps toward overcoming it.

I hope that by sharing my story, autoimmune patients who have not explored beneficial treatments because of a fear of needles will realize there is hope. One small step at a time.

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When Dawn was diagnosed with Lambert-Eaton Myasthenic Syndrome in 2016, she realized how lonely it was not having anyone to talk to that understood her illness. Her goal with ‘LEMme Tell Ya’ is to let that be a conversation about LEMS that other patients can look forward to each week. Dawn will share her own stories of being a LEMS patient and one who also deals with having an invisible illness along with multiple autoimmune diseases. Dawn’s prior work experience in pharmaceuticals and public health education is what led to her desire to educate others about her ultra rare diagnosis of LEMS. This desire, combined with her love of writing, led to her blog, The Battle Within. Dawn is also a contributor for TheMighty.com. When able to, Dawn volunteers for various pet rescue organizations. She has three adult sons and resides in Maine with her own rescues: a pug, Rocky, a beagle mix, Anna, and two cats, George and Wylie.
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When Dawn was diagnosed with Lambert-Eaton Myasthenic Syndrome in 2016, she realized how lonely it was not having anyone to talk to that understood her illness. Her goal with ‘LEMme Tell Ya’ is to let that be a conversation about LEMS that other patients can look forward to each week. Dawn will share her own stories of being a LEMS patient and one who also deals with having an invisible illness along with multiple autoimmune diseases. Dawn’s prior work experience in pharmaceuticals and public health education is what led to her desire to educate others about her ultra rare diagnosis of LEMS. This desire, combined with her love of writing, led to her blog, The Battle Within. Dawn is also a contributor for TheMighty.com. When able to, Dawn volunteers for various pet rescue organizations. She has three adult sons and resides in Maine with her own rescues: a pug, Rocky, a beagle mix, Anna, and two cats, George and Wylie.
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  1. Jerry Hirsch says:

    After many vaccinations during my many years, I have found that it doesn’t hurt as much looking away from the needle as it does if you watch the needle penitrating your skin. Not watching, it is no more painful than a mosquito bite, with no after effects!

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