The Truth About Needles

Today I had the distinct pleasure of giving blood.  I know some of you are wondering why a cancer patient would give blood.  In my case it was pretty simple decision, as my doctor requested that they take it from me, so instead of having my blood taken I gladly gave it.  I know that I have said that needles scare me, the truth is that I actually like to watch it when they stick them in.  Morbid I think, but for some reason it is easier to watch them poke me then to turn my head.  I guess that is because I am a person that doesn't like surprises.  I want to know what is wrapped in the box weeks before I open it, I will even try to connive my children and wife into telling me what is in my Christmas presents.  The one thing that I hate more than needles is the anticipation of the needle going into my skin, I want to watch so that I know exactly when it is going in.  Tomorrow I get to have a PT scan, which includes more needles (I will watch them go in also), and some pictures (I better wear nice clothes).  Until then.