I'd forgotten about needles and blood. When I was thirteen I had my wisdom teeth taken out, but in order to do so they give anesthesia which of course is injected. The nurse was nice enough to give me laughing gas before hand but while she was trying to give anesthesia, she told me "your veins keep rolling" I sat there laughing and telling her how much it was hurting that she kept poking my arms and eventually my hands. I woke up the next day with bruises up and down my arms and on my hands. I literally feel sick when I see needles now.
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