So after weeks of putting this off I finally went in to the doctor's office to give blood today. I hate needles and have been scared to death of them since I was 12. Before that I loved them and would cry if my brothers got a shot and I didn't. I don't know what happened but it must have been tragic because I pass out and even go into seizures (sometimes) when I have to get pricked. I hate it!
In Spain they do things a little differently. They stick a fat rod into your arm and then have you make a fist and relax and repeat while they get all the blood they can. It hurt! And of course I fainted. I wasn't allowed to eat or drink anything. I'm pregnant! Hello, I really need food before I get this done. So I don't know why the nurse looked shocked when I passed out. I warned her. I'm defiantly a wimpy american. The good thing is I don't have to get this done again until 28 weeks or so. I hope.