[Real Life] I had a terrible shift at the Rose Quarter on Monday. Emetophobic cleaning up vomit is never a good idea, but I went into emergency mode and managed to help. I had a nice day shopping with Katrina..
yesterday and that helped, but today I seem to be in a brain fog, which is either lady issues related, or anxiety fall out still. ::Scrubs face:: Woke up finally at 1:00 pm today I'm all the slow.
Hopefully it might not be that bad....when my cat got diabetes I had to learn how to test his blood and I ject him, and I used to have a real fear of needles. At first, I would get kind of nauseous and light
headed when I had to prick his ear to get blood, and I tjought it was going to be terrible forever. But having to do it at least twice a day did eventually desensitize me, and now while I think I would still
be real stressed if I needed a shot, I can test blood and inject him easily. My dad has been diagnosed as pre-diabetic recently and trying to see which blood glucose meters were the most accurate, I was
able to test myself and stick my fingers to get blood, which I never thought I'd be able to do. So, I'm hopeful you'll have a similar experience in that if you're forced to, you can keep gojng into 'emergency
mode' when you're confronted with a situation, and that will habituate you to it until it sinks into your subconscious that it's actually fine and you can deal with it