There is nothing more repulsing than the thought of needles piercing my skin. When I have to get a shot, or get blood drawn, I squirm. I dread going to the doctor’s office. Even if someone touches the place in the crook of my arm where I get my blood drawn, I draw back from it. Talking about it makes me cringe, and thinking about it makes me want to throw up.
The irony of it is…I want to be a nurse.