yeah man scared to death of needles; even as a grown man, i never go without my mom to hold my hand...when i went for my medical for immigration; the rude impatient blood sample lady who was stabbing others, actually became a kind reassuring lady when my turn came and she saw my white petrified face haah...i didnt even know this phobia had a name...and hey i thought smokers couldn't donate; good to know i can...will inshallah donate sometime...