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I never used to be afraid of blood tests.

But ever since a year or two ago, I had an awful experience at a shady clinic to have my blood drawn. The lady that was in charge of doing so was new.

The needle broke not once, but twice. My blood went everywhere, and the process was repeated again. Several more needles were injected but no vein was found.

Just the thought of it makes me cringe.

I cried today while getting it. I’m such a baby.

I feel uneasy.

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