I was pissed the whole time and wasn't receptive to their assurances during the procedure. Because I wasn't anxious about the machine or looking at the biopsy needle, or the blood that ran down my belly, or that they couldn't stop the bleeding so I'm now wrapped in compression shit for a day. I eventually said I'm not anxious about this, I have Crohn's disease for the last 24 years, medical procedures don't bother me. When they were injecting the numbing solution, they were like "are you okay? do you want to squeeze my hand?" and I said "it doesn't even hurt." I may have told the nurse while I appreciated her reflective statements, it wasn't what I was looking for.

Making friends.