worthlesstrash -> What would you do, or words of advice (9/25/2009 10:08:57 AM)
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I have an issue in my life and I am just stuck as to what to do. I know that no one else can make the decision for me, but I am hoping for some views on how to deal with it, or to even find peace in the decision I might have to make. I am in college and I love it, I getting my degree in the medical field. When I started at this college I went in going to take billing and coding, which although I didn't have a passion for I felt was a good steady job. After I got there and started talking to the admissions person, she told me about another degree program and thought I might be interested. The only problem with this was as soon as I saw I would have to learn to take blood, I immediately asked if we practiced on each other. She said they did..I informed her that I couldn't take this major because I have a horrible needle phobia. I can do them to others, I have in the past, it's having it done to me. I told her it is a very real problem and I literally get sick when I have to have it done. She and I talked about it and she said that if it's a real problem, that I wouldn't have to have it done on myself during the classes. Well, the time has come for me to take this course and all heck is breaking loose. They say I have to let it be done to me also, no matter what I was told in the beginning. The thing is, I do agree with them that it's not fair to others for me to not have to do it, I don't argue with that fact. I even met with the instructor who seems really great and told her my fears/phobia. She said she understands and would take things slow..blah, blah.. don't get me wrong, I really appreciate what she said, but it's all null and void when it comes to me and needles. I have had this phobia since I can remember. I have had a lot of things done with them, so it's not that I am a stranger to what they really feel like. I have had so many IV's and so much bloodwork this year alone that I can almost still feel the dang little things going into my arms. When I know I am going to be stuck, I literally get sick.. my stomach starts hurting, my skin starts tingling, my breathing changes, and I have tears start coming out of my eyes..nothing short of a panic/anxiety attack. I literally almost got out of the bed at the hospital before my operation because of a disagreement about where the IV should go. They said hand, I said arm...if it hadn't been life or death, I would have dressed and walked out. I can either go ahead and start class which after 5 weeks will turn into basically being stuck for the next 6 or 7 weeks or I can change over to the other major of billing and coding. The thing is, doing the blood probably won't be a big part of the job I end up getting. It's just a requirement that you learn how to do it. M says I will be with a friend of mine in the class and that should make things easier. Yes, in theory..but no in fact. She will be the one sticking me and she HATES sticking people and is scared to death. I know that this all seems silly, but it's sort of serious to me. I hate to let everyone down by changing majors, including myself..but I also know that I have limits (though like most, I hate to admit it). I am just stuck, stuck, ,stuck. (crap, that looks like a pun, but I assure you it isn't [;)])
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