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Subject: Penicillin injection

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john

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Date Posted: Friday, July 27, 2012, 04:39: pm

I remember getting an earache when I was in second grade. Since other family members had a history of hearing loss because of infection, I was bundled off to the doctor who examined me and told my mother I would have to have "an injection of penicillin."
I was young, but not stupid--I knew I was going to get a shot so I whispered to mom, "where will I get the shot?"
"in the bottom, I suppose" was the answer.
I started to cry which drew some threats from mom about making a scene. I walked around the exam room, dreading the appearance of the nurse. (That still is an exciting time for me when getting a shot.)
The nurse showed up with a loaded syringe and mom asked, "Where do you want to give it? In the bottom?"
"Yes," was the answer. No one gave me instruction as to where I should be when I got the injection of the thick white penicillin. I just unbuckled my pants and dropped them to the floor, then pulled down my underwear the same way and leaned over mom's lap and waited.
I didn't have to wait long. Soon the alcohol soaked cotton was being swabbed over my right butt cheek and then the needle was jabbed into the muscle. I tightened by glutes as the nurse proceeded with the shot while trying to distract me by counting to ten. I looked over my shoulder to see the needle buried in my 7 year old butt and by the time I'd seen enough, she was pulling out the needle and again swabbing the site with cotton.

I don't remember it hurting all that bad, but I was worried I''d get an enema when I got home from the doctor. There was a sort of rule; if you stayed home from school, you got an enema. Mom apparently felt the shot was enough.

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