Thursday, April 14, 2005

squirt, squirt, jab

after this morning's last post, i went to the doctor's. i've gone in, told them im in for the 11:30 block with Dr. Kings.
"So you're the patient who needs the flu shot"
"Yeah..."
"Well, we don't have any"
(Pause)
"So you'll have to run down to the chemists and grab one"
So ive gone down, prescription in one hand, cell phone (mobile phone for the australians) in the other.
Walking back to the surgery from the pharmacy,decided to take a quick squizz inside the packaging. Upon opening, i couldn't really identify wat any of the paper packages contained, because the box was so full. So i pulled the contents out. The syringe was in a paper package with a clear window. Upon sight, my heart skipped a bit. I began gently hyperventilating, still doing so when i entered the surgery.
The extreme pain from the puncture radiated throughout my whole arm, increasing as the inoculation fluid was pumped into my blood system.The syringe must have had teeth like those on a plastic anchor for carpenter nails, cause when they pull it out, its worse than every other part of the actual injection procedure.