Kind of funny story about alost having a meltdown

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So I went to a type 1 diabetes meeting with my little brother, little sister and my mom. (my little brother has type 1 diabetes) It was an intersesting meeting. The people were really nice and the food was good but then I looked over my sholder and I saw 2 nurses. The nurses were giving blood tests to kids that have a sibling with diabetes to test their chances of getting it themselves. Which would apply to me because of my brother. And after every one ate a speaker started trying to convice parents to get the siblings of the diabetics a blood test which they were doing for free tonight. I watched as my mom listened and nodded her head, silently agreeing with what the speaker was saying. At that point I had decided thats what was going to happen to me, my mom was going to hand me over to those killers or 'nurses' and I was going to get a blood test. I started to feel my heart race, my face get red and my hands get sweaty. I felt like I could cry at any second. I had to make a plan to escape. My plan was once the nurses came for me I would yell and cry as loud as I can and start running in lagre circels. After that I would run out the door, outside of the parking lot and then go hide in a bush near by. After I had planed out my plan I waited and watched for my mom to try and bring me to the nurses/killers. But nothing happend. The speaker was still speaking. The room was still quiet and full of listening people. It was killing me inside woundering what would happen to me. I felt like I did during my last meltdown. I wasnt having a meltdown but I felt close to the possabliy of having one. One hour went by and it was time to leave. Or if you wanted, get your kid a blood test. I got really nervuse and clamly walked out side and waited for my mom. We finally left and I didnt have to get a blood test!! I did all that planning for nothing. I and Im alive! The killers or as they are commenly called, nurses, didnt get me! Im happy about that

I have always had trouble whenever thinking about blood. I've fainted a couple of times because of it.

The Red Cross comes a couple times a year to the recreation center where I swim to collect blood. For a couple of years I've thought that I should do my civic duty and give. Finally I went to one of the nurses and told her that I wanted to give but I may have some fainting problem and would it be possible to give with as little talk as possible about blood and could I do where I couldn't see the other folks who were giving. She told me, no way, fainting makes me an appropriate candidate as a donor. What a relief.

What I'm saying is that it might not be necessary to flee even if your mother wanted the test done on you.

i've had 2 children so i have had my share of blood tests....if you look the other way you only feel a little pinch, if the nurse is skilled you barely feel it! you might want to get that phobia under control, as it's rare to be able to go through an entire lifetime without ever having some kind of blood test done! Take control of it, maybe by attempting to convince yourself to give your blood, fail, try again, fail, and one day you'll have enough courage built up to go through with it and realize it doesn't hurt as much as you thought it would

Not knowing would send me into a near panic, as well, and I am twice your age

Maybe you could prepare a bit for something similar ever happening again by letting your mother know that you need more certainty in situations like that, and possibly be able to give her a signal that lets her know your anxiety is increasing fast. Im sure if she had known how you felt she would have wanted to let you know that you were not up for a blood draw, and it sounds like you definitely needed to know.

Thanks for sharing, and I liked your plan, can't say that I haven't tried similar things myself to get out of unwanted situations. ha!