Author: Don (Getting Shots when young)
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Date Posted: Thursday, January 15, 2015, 09:39: am
I personally received an injection in my behind abut 90% of the time I visited or had the doctor come to my home (doctors actually did come to peoples homes when I grew up). When I was at home, I had to roll over, the doctor pulled down my underpants, then I waited for that cold cotton swab, then the long sharp needle would be forced into my behind, then I started to cry. Then the medicine was forced into my behind by the doctor pressing on the plunger. My behind was on fire and then finally, the doctor removed the needle. It took both my Mother and the doctor both to say "All Done" before I realized that the needle was even taken out of my behind. My Mom used to massage my behind for about a minute (which I actually enjoyed) then I'd get up, pull my underpants up get dressed, and had to thank the doctor for taking care of me. It was extremely difficult because of the shear amount of pain the penicillin (which was most of the shots I received) produced, made me cry each and every time I received a shot. I was probably erect from either rubbing on my mother's lap, or the table I was on but I don't remember. I do have a fascination though of giving shots as I used to watch my Mother give my Grandmother injections into her very fat behind. I remember when my Mother would stick the needle into her bubbly fat behind, it would giggle and for some reason, that created an excitement within myself.
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