MARRERO, LOUISIANA — Whether from personal experience or childhood teachings, sometimes fears grow into something larger…even in adulthood.
This is the fear of needles. Yeah, folks, it’s legit. (Trust me.)
Actually, Good Therapy defines trypanophobia as “the fear of needles, blood draws, or injections, and is often simply called needle phobia.”
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Meltris is seen in Shelby’s videos cutting up while the nurses attempt to administer needle attention.
In one of the videos, it appears that Meltris is simply getting a shot in the upper portion of his left arm. The nurse pretty much has to “stab ‘n go” just to get the shot.
When it was time for Meltris to get his blood drawn … … “Oh God.”
Meltris nearly hops out of his chair.
Yet, surely he rather not had the nurse re-stick him, so he pushed through the blood submission.
His wife, Shelby, notes that he’s “too old to be afraid of needles.” While that seems probable, according to Good Therapy, this is actually normal for those with the phobia.
The source notes as follows.
“Needle phobia tends to run in families, and children of needle phobic parents are more likely to develop the phobia themselves.”
So, maybe — as aforementioned — something happened in Meltris’ childhood which, even to this day, makes him terrified of needles.
***It’s not like he’s non-muscular. He’s obviously an athletic dude. As they say, some things are just in the mind.***
NOTE FROM THE WRITER
Real talk, I used to be like this too — not as an adult though.
I remember the last time I acted a complete fool in the doctor’s office. It was 6th grade.
The nurse said she was going to give me a “little stick.” IN MY MIND, I thought she was talking about a tongue depressor.
So I’m like, “Aight, cool.”
THIS chick swivels around in her chair with a syringe and needle!
I … lost … my … s**t!
I didn’t care who heard me in the waiting room.
In hindsight, I was almost delirious — asking, “WHERE THE STICK AT?! Where’s the stick!? WHERE…IS IT!?!”
The nurse laughed in my face … like, big tears, head back … cracking up.
My poor mother was sitting there watching me, mouth nearly to the floor. She couldn’t believe her eyes.
It was a looooong walk from the back room through the lobby — where, in fact, everyone looked at me in shame.
And, I proudly walked pass them and out the building’s door, never to return to that facility.
Nevertheless, I vowed to myself that episode was the last time I’d embarrass myself into oblivion over a needle.
Since then, I take my shots and blood drawing like a “OG” — which does not stand for “Oh God,” by the way.
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