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On Fri, 01 Feb 2008 09:24:59 +0000, Invisible wrote:
> Jim Henderson wrote:
>
>> I can handle fake gore pretty well, but the real stuff I can't handle
>> at all.
>
> I remember when we visited my mum in hospital. (I have no idea why we
> bothered. She was on another planet. Too much morphine...)
What was she in for, if you don't mind my asking? I had a morphine drip
once (when I broke my leg), and it was an interesting sensation; for me,
it didn't dull the pain at all, but I didn't care. At the same time, it
totally messed with my sense of time. After the surgery (I broke it
really badly and had to have a rod put in), I was told I could self-
dispense it every 5 minutes, and I'd swear I only pressed it once every 5
minutes, but they had records showing that I tried to dispense it over a
period of a couple of hours about 500 times.
> A nurse came to change the drip in her arm, and my sister almost
> literally turned green. I have to admit, I was pretty freaked out too...
I really don't like needles. When I was a kid I used to get penicillin
shots (which are dispensed here with a huge honkin' needle in the
backside), and those damned things HURT.
I've been doing allergy shots since August, and I still get tense at the
thought of getting the shots - and when I started, it was a twice-a-week
thing.
Jim
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