
Wow, the adrenaline thing is crazy!
Thanks, my cancer scares both turned out to be non serious things. There is a cancer gene that affects the women in my family, so that’s why after the second scare I realised I had to do something.
I think there’s hope for you in that you’re still able to go through with it (unlike me, who just avoided them, even if it meant dying of cancer).
I had a panic attack just from my GP saying I need a blood test. He even prescribed by lorazepam to take for the test. I didn’t though.
I had a really good therapist for my phobia. In the first session she encouraged me to look at a picture first. I started crying and panicking but she got me to a point where I could look at it and not freak out. The next stage was videos, which took me a while longer to conquer. I felt at that point that I’d never get past it, but she really managed to calm me down to the point where I could. Then it was handling needles and she gave me some to take home, including the finger prick ones. I managed to get as far as letting my ex and my nephews stab me with it but I never got as far as doing it to myself. The third session was when I managed to do a draw. It took 45 mins to psyche myself up. I had her put the fan on me, have some baseball highlights playing on the computer and I had my Tamagotchi uni with me.
I asked her to just pierce the vein and take it straight out so I had a reference for the pain level. Then after more psyching up, I had her do a full draw from my other arm. And I didn’t even get dizzy or feel sick. She even gave me the vial to take home. It was so quick, I didn’t even have time to choose a date for my Tama.
The good thing about it was the therapist let me know I was always in control. If I felt uncomfortable, we stopped. I always felt safe, and that’s probably why your experiences haven’t helped, but probably just reinforce the fear.
I also get emotional flashbacks in certain situations (possible CPTSD, I’m still trying to get my head around it, I’ve blocked out a lot of my childhood), which my last therapist just dismissed as self esteem issues. I can’t adequately put into words just how useless she was.
Nice try, shark.