DD1 (now 12) has had regular blood tests since she was 4. To begin with it was difficult. She had to be restrained by me. As she got bigger and stronger she was restrained my me and a nurse, then me and 2 nurses, then me ,2 nurses and a playtherapist!! (she was only 7 or 8 but fought like a wild cat)
At that point enough was enough. It was dangerous, the doctor refused to do it any more as the needle could have gone into anyone of us during the struggle.
The doc decided to sedate her from that point on. Oral medication that made her go to sleep was given. It worked a treat and she didn't know anything about it, but I was unhappy at having to take such drastic steps that involved being admitted to hospital for a whole day.
I threw the towel in and told DH that I couldn't do it any more and handed the job over to him. As if by magic DD went to the path lab, no cream on hands, no restraint or sedative and had the blood test done by a phlebotomist!!!
I don't know what the moral of my story is, other than, I think me and DD had got into the habit of getting stressed and anxious about the whole thing and expected there to be problems, where as DH was very matter of fact about it all and there was no drama.Now she will have it done with me, and whilst she doesn't enjoy it there is never a problem.