|My new obsession. Too bad I didn't get to taste it.|
So I'm sitting, waiting for the doctor for what seemed like forever, all the while listening to my stomach growl. I met with the nurse, then the doctor, then another doctor, then the nurse again, before the doctor came in to do the procedure/remove two moles. Even though I knew exactly what they were doing and felt no pain, I still knew what they were doing, and I could feel my heart rate rising/internal panic.
|Beaker: the poster child of panic.|
By the time it was over with, I was nauseous and feeling shaky. I didn't really think anything of it until I was paying and things started to get fuzzy and black. I've given blood enough times to know what comes next and I really didn't want to pass out there and be stuck there for longer while they "monitored" me. After paying, I went to open the door and I was sure it was locked. I pushed and pulled and nothing. Thankfully someone was coming in just as I was leaving and they got the door for me. As soon as I got to my car I laid the seat down and after a few minutes I was fine.
The point of this post? (Yes, I have a point. Shut up). I don't know how nurses do it. I can't even think about a medical procedure being done to me without getting queasy, and I wasn't even watching! How in the WORLD do you do it?!