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Ok, Why is it I can come off my dirt bike and laugh my head off despite being black and blue all over, and when I have a splinter in my pinky finger I get tears in my eyes? What is with that?!
On horror/gory TV shows/films I can handle people being cut in half or limbs caught in machines or blood flying everywhere.
But on some medical documentary a doctor started drilling into a skull for a biopsy and i cringed and looked away.
Same here, In my work I regularly get cuts from glass, splinters, sharp blades etc and just whack on a bandaid and carry on.
But I hate getting needles
I used to get allergy injections, sorta got used to needles. Just look away and think of something pleasant.
Being an Insulin-dependent Diabetic, I have to use a needle four times a day. The first few days were frightening and I broke out into a sweat each time. Now, after 14 years and some 20,000 pricks (many more than a w/l !!!), I still cringe when someone else has to give me a needle - even if it is an attractive Nurse.
So what if you had to jab yourself?? Could you? There`s no way I could but my brother used to have to all the time.
I didn't have to, was only a weekly shot administered by a doc. The thing that was worse was the initial diagnostic procedure to see what I was allergic to. You get about two dozen shallow injections up and down your arm in two lines. (each one a different allergen to see which one you react to the most)
May I ask Tannerone Did they teach you to inject using a humble old orange as the victim prior to that first shut the eyes and plunge right in
With great pain comes great joy
Needles make me cringe too... I'm okay with a jab in the arm but the thought of a needle going into my veins doesn't sit well. I didn't know you ride talysha?! :love10:
That I do,,I have a YFZ450, she is my beast I love the adrenalin,,,it will be cool enough to ride again soon,,,lookout!!! lol
Talysha, we should meet...... your posts have a certain familiarity to them LOL
I used to have a Kwaka 600 dirt bike that I used for mustering. A f^*king beast. Too heavy when I got in the middle of a thicket, but what a joy to ride over rough terrain. When I first got it, it frightened the sh#t outta me, but it never bucked me off....... bloody horse did that to me years ago.....named Meat Works...... yeah and you can imagine the rest........... I wished. LOL
I went to my GP for an injection. He said "... just a little prick" … I thought there was no reason to be like that!! Greg is quite sensitive really!